Originally Posted by wing_goddess
My creative writing teacher in high school asked us to write the longest sentence we could, so this is it:
The question seems to be about where life began, where it all started, how the universe began, how stars were formed, how animals populated the earth, such a tiny insignificant planet, and then humans popped up and explored this question, but to no avail, for they grew too weary of thinking about one thing for so long, so then stopped and moved on to more exciting things like creating families and towns and governments, and as time went by, people got smarter, until it reached such an advanced point that they stopped thinking, using machines to think for them, yet never did the machine contemplate Life's Question, for the machine was not built for that purpose, and its creator had not intended for that to be its purpose, so everything went about its course until one day a person decided to tackle this question, and did so only by observation, which brought the human to the conclusion, but by that time, the human had learned the evils of life's progress, how each human generation increased its technology, yet not its maturity and wisdom, and the human thought that if they hadn't stopped thinking, it wouldn't have happened, but it did, and this indicated a sign, an omen, of the answer, but the answer to the question was to never stop questioning, and so it kept going in circles, and anyone the human tried to tell of this got confused and stopped thinking, which was exactly the human's point, but no one listened, and no one cared, as time does not listen or care, so the human got old and died, but died with satisfaction, for the human knew the answer no other human was able to think of, because they stopped thinking, and the human knew that with its death there would be no others who would ask the question, because that generation of thought and depth had died and gone, as the earth did as it exploded into nothingness, and the rest of the planets and stars and galaxies followed suit, because, after all, there is no point in continuing life that has no wonder about it, no questions, and so everything died, but the human knew it would all come back one day, for the answer was to chase the question, which creates a circle, which never ends, but now it will, because I'm tired of thinking.
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