Originally posted by: Zenmervolt
I'd go nuts. Hearing everything all the time? I'd start killing people to shut their thoughts up. Not something I would ask for.
ZV
Haven't you heard? Every living thing is being killed as we speak. Slowly to us it seems, but perhaps a lifetime isn't much for an omniscient. This reminds me of a little joke I'd like to share with you all. It goes something like this:
A man is driving down the road and breaks down near a monastery. He
goes to the monastery, knocks on the door, and says, "My car broke down.
Do you think I could stay the night?" The monks graciously accept him,
feed him dinner, and even fix his car. As the man tries to fall asleep,
he hears a strange sound. The next morning, he asks the monks what the
sound was, but they say, "We can't tell you. You're not a monk."
The man is disappointed but thanks them anyway and goes about his merry
way. Some years later, the same man breaks down in front of the same
monastery. The monks again accept him, feed him, and even fix his car.
That night, he hears the same strange noise that he had heard years
earlier. The next morning, he asks what it is, but the monks reply, "We
can't tell you. You're not a monk."
The man says, "All right, all right. I'm dying to know. If the only
way I can find out what that sound was is to become a monk, how do I
become a monk?" The monks reply, "You must travel the earth and tell us
how many blades of grass there are and the exact number of sand pebbles.
When you find these numbers, you will become a monk."
The man sets about his task. Some forty-five years later, he returns
and knocks on the door of the monastery. He says, "I have traveled the
earth and have found what you have asked for. There are
145,236,284,232 blades of grass and 231,281,219,999,129,382 sand pebbles
on the earth."v The monks reply, "Congratulations. You are now a monk.
We shall now show you the way to the sound."
The monks lead the man to a wooden door, where the head monk says, "The
sound is right behind that door." The man reaches for the knob, but the
door is locked. He says, "Real funny. May I have the key?" The monks
give him the key, and he opens the door. Behind the wooden door is
another door made of stone. The man demands the key to the stone door.
The monks give him the key, and he opens it, only to find a door made of
ruby. He demands another key from the monks, who provide it. Behind
that door is another door, this one made of sapphire. So it went until
the man had gone through doors of emerald, silver, topaz, and amethyst.
Finally, the monks say, "This is the last key to the last door."
The man is relieved to no end. He unlocks the door, turns the knob, and
behind that door he is amazed to find the source of that strange sound.
But I can't tell you what it is because you're not a monk.