Discuss the implications of
being immortal and/or what would change about your behavior if you knew you
were soulless.
How many of you have heard of Dorian
Gray? You know, the guy from the movie, "The League of
Extraordinary Gentlemen"? The guy who feels no remorse after
acting, even wrongly? The guy who's shot several dozens of times and
whose wounds heal almost instantaneously? The guy who, if he looks at his
portrait, turns to dust from age and such? Well, if not, you are either
too young to be on the internet, you have horrible taste in movies, or you just
live under a freaking rock. Well, for those of you who do know who I'm
talking about, you know somewhat what he's like, this Dorian Gray guy, right?
Right. Well, have you ever wondered how, exactly, it would feel to be in
that situation? How it would feel to be soulless? Immortal even?
Not giving a damn about what you do to people, and even if you did, you
wouldn't care because, hey, YOU'RE SOULLESS!! YOU DON'T WORRY ABOUT
MORALITY; WHAT'S RIGHT OR WRONG; YOU DON'T EVEN WORRY ABOUT EATING! YOU
LIVE FOREVER! Any takers...I'm not quite sure why I'm asking this
because, well, nobody's gonna answer me. That's beside the point though,
because guess what?! I've thought about it long and hard and this is what
I have concluded it would be like. I want you to imagine this for a
minute, don't close your eyes because you won't be able to read (unless you can
read with your eyes closed, because if so, you're awesome!)
You wake up after a good night's
sleep, get out of your bed, and look in the mirror. You see a 100 year
old man/woman in a 19-21 year old's body looking back at you. No, it's
not someone creepin' in your home, that's you my friend. You look at the
wall to see the safe sitting on the dresser. The safe that holds your 100
year old portrait that holds your age and soul within it. You instantly look away because if you look too long, you will become entranced like last time. You're whole being isn't affected by your actions, either positive or negative, but your portrait is. With every bad thing you do, with each painful thing you do to someone else, anything you do, basically, affects the portrait, land not you. you don't age, but your portrait does. You don't feel pain, but your portrait does. you don't feel bad about a damn thing you've done in life because your portrait holds your soul, and your soul holds remorse. (sound awesome so far? think again.) You may be thinking, "that doesn't sound all too bad because it's better than what I'm going through now..." Think again. Along with the inability to feel pain comes the inability to love or, well, feel loved. life without love, is that really life? i think not.