Saturday, April 5, 2008

WHAT WOULD YOU DO?

What would you do if you woke up in the morning and were in someone else's body? Someone who was richer and better looking than you. Someone who had a great life, someone who was rich, someone with great relationships. What would you do?

Would you seek yourself out--the you that was you yesterday--to see if that person was in your body? Or would you just take over the new life?


What if, in the unfamiliar body, you could do fantastic things that would benefit the world? Then what?

This is stupid, I know. In fact I'm sure that there has been a grade B movie using this premise but it's late and I think odd thoughts when it's late. You should hear some of my 3:00 AM ones. Bizarre.

I have no idea what to put for a label on this post so I guess I won't. In fact I'm glad it's a week-end so no one will even read this.



11 comments:

Colette Amelia said...

ah but you were wrong...I did read it! And sometimes the thought of waking up a different person sounds very appealing...but then again maybe not, I am just starting to figure myself out and wouldn't want to start all over.

Astrid said...

BUT...BUT...I read it too.....so who knowes, there might even be more today.....
Waking up in somebody else body, sounds appealing to me, but it may sound strange I am really happy with mine, I am 53, try to keep in shape, try to live a normal life, try to be of help for others...
Sometimes when I drive by a big house and it showes that the people who are living in, are loaded with money and can do all they want, I always have those strange weird thoughts, is he divorced, maybe he has had a stroke, or maybe he has health problems, maybe he does not have any friends because of his bad attitude....money is not making happy....wait..it comes in handy if a person has some and does not have to count pennies before buying something...I am happy with the life I have...sure I have dreams...but that keeps me alive...you saw my pictures on my blog...I think those show that I am happy with the life I have, being content is important, I hope this was the kind of answer you wanted.
Have a great day....and there is nothing wrong with 'having dreams'

Michael Rawluk said...

I guess the first thing to do would be to write a cheque to your other self just in case you swapped back the next night. Only give your other self half your money so that you can start using for good it right away and continue if you switch back.

Cindy said...

Ha ha, I read it too!!

I wouldn't mind having a body that was in better shape, but I definitely don't want to be rich!! So I would try to me again!! I'm used to me, so it's all good!!

kacey said...

I'd be off looking for my real self, 'cause I like my real self and real life. and maybe I could keep some of the money from the real rich part ; )

Hillbilly2 said...

I would want to be backin my body. I would miss my family and friends too much! Life has its ups and downs but I wouldn't trade it for another!

tearese said...

naw, other people always have problems that are probably harder than yours once you realize what they are. Plus, I would miss people too.

THETHINKINGSQUARE said...

I would be devastated.

Mental P Mama said...

That was a fascinating question. Maybe the lesson is gratitude and service to others.

Mom2BJM(Amy) said...

Everyone has problems, so I think I'll just keep my own, and be myself, thank you very much.

Interesting thought though, Lynne.

N7GMT said...

"Yeah, but what if ..." you wake up in the body of a giant cockroach or something, like in Kafka's Die Verwandlung? That could be not quite so much fun.

Yes, I know your premise was the body of someone wealthy and powerful, or whatever, but what if the body swappers made a mistake, or had had a row with their spouse and were in a foul mood, and thought to themselves, "Why should this person have a nice day?! I need to find a nice big bug..." as they cackle evilly. Bwah-ha-ha-ha-hah!

I think I'll stay right where I am, thankyouverymuch.

But that's why people write—to make us think about weird things like this, to make us expand our horizons and our understanding of our fellow ... erm, vermin(?).

Or maybe it's just to freak us out. meh.

(And yes, I read Kafka's story in German—in the old book-print script, iirc. No, I don't think I've read it in English.)