Waking Up In A Clear Pool Of Slime.
We’ve all been there.
Okay, maybe not- but stay with me.
I’ve recently introduced myself to Battlestar Galactica, and let’s be real here- I’m no sci-fi lover. Like…for reals. But after falling into imprints and hot bodies on Dollhouse I became a fan of a certain Joss Whedon. On the encouragement of a co-worker I decided to give it a try. And like I’m sure many out there….I became a mirror of a Portlandia Skit:
So….here’s where I’m going with this….
What if you woke up in a room full of people you didn’t know to find out that you didn’t die like a human but you are in fact a MOTHER EFFING (i refuse to use Fragging) CYLON?
CAN YOU BELIEVE IT?
You were downloaded with a story, memories, personality and you live what you think is your whole life as one person- and then you die, “wake up” and look at a few copies of yourself smiling back at you. But you didn’t know you were a man made thing, you thought you were a human with a WHOLE life. Turns out, nope. You started out as a full grown adult, you remember being a kid that you never were, remember parents that never existed, remember the embarrassing moment your dress got caught in your tights exposing bright pink undies to everyone in your 5th grade gym class….to realize, thank god, it wasn’t real. But that’s the only “thank god” you’ll get, because everything you wanted to be real- is a fragging lie. FUCK. I used the word.
For a long time I’ve struggled with what could happen when it’s lights out for each of us and naturally- it’s terrifying to think it’s just blackness.
But could it be worse? Could you wake up thinking your life was one thing to find it was all a lie, you were just a machine programmed to do a job.
For some, it could be better than nothing. For others, it’s waking up in a pool of clear slime and knowing you never existed at all and yet here you are.
Deep Thoughts by Battlestar Galactica.