WUMBOLAND

Today I had a pretty wild dream. I was an enormous giant that was walking through the city destroying everything in my path. Wild, isn't it? I was just thinking about it all day and asked myself, "What if it were real? What if I really was the size of Godzilla?" I just started imagining all the chaos and destruction that I would be able to get away with since my superior size and strength would be no match for any feeble attacks made by mere humans. However I snapped out of it and realized that no, I wouldn't do such a thing. Deep down inside I am still human, and in being human, most of us have an asset programmed in our brain: sympathy. What if I were one of the small humans, stunned at the sight of a monster destroying my city? Could it be that the root of all morality is based around sympathy? Blah, that's enough seriousness. I'm actually impressed that I was able to stay in topic about something that actually means something other than just the random babble I've been doing in the previous posts. I hope I really didn't bother you. What's that? Oh, I didn't? You actually enjoy these posts? Why, I am flattered! Wait, you want to give me a hug? Hmm... I suppose that wouldn't be too bad. Darn it there I go with the mumbling again! I should go catch some sleep. Any-who, have a good morning, day and night. Talk to you next time. End Transmission.