Two points of view as to legacy. What to leave behind.

1. Fuck it. I’m taking it all with me. I will have a trailer behind the hearse as it is all mine! Mine I tell ya! Screw ya all!
2. I’m starting a foundation where everything goes to helping blind orphans from Ice Land get a good start by providing business loans that are interest free.

“Are you nuts?” said a writers parasite.

No. Yes. Well, maybe. ‘Wanting’ and actually ‘doing’ are two very different things. On one hand it would be nice to leave the world a better place than finding it, and on the other hand it all appears pretty hopeless to leave anything that will just be engulfed in death and destruction.

“So you don’t have anything meaningful to leave behind when your rotting corpse is either vaporized and repurposed in a can of Spam?”

Nope. Nada. Nothing. I plan on leaving nothing behind. When I’m gone, nothing or anything or even history, will know I was ever here… Well, Treasure Cave Blue Cheese will know I’m gone as their sales will plummet as I truly love to eat their blue cheese.

“You’re fucked in the head.”

Yes. Yes I am.