TM Prompt 280
TM Prompt #280: What do you think?
I think that if the gods really picked me to watch over humanity, they were taking one hell of a gamble.
I'm a betting person. But I bet to win, and I consider my odds. At the triad table when you're playing to win the last chocolate bar in the universe, you take risks, but not to the point of foolish stupidity, no matter how much you want that godsdamned chocolate bar. I used to tell my nuggets the same thing. Your life is the most important asset you've got, and even if giving one's life to save humanity is one of the highest forms of service, you don't go taking those dumb risks. You don't sacrifice your life just to prove how brave you are. In other words, you don't frakking gamble if you aren't prepared to pay the consequences for it going sour.
So were the gods (or God, if you believe the Cylons) really willing to bet that high? On a terminal frak-up? I mean, if I were one of the Lords of Kobol I wouldn't have picked Kara Thrace for the special destiny. I would have picked someone more stable, someone more able to deal with it, someone who could have made others listen to her. Someone who didn't spend so much time questioning her own existence and the whys. I would have picked Laura Roslin. Or the Old Man, even. People who are natural leaders, not natural frak-ups.
But they picked me. They picked me, and even now, I'm still not sure why. Even now, after leading the Fleet to Earth, to an Earth they could actually settle on, not one bombed out by nuclear disaster. I know my journey is over and I know I have fulfilled my purpose here. But I don't know why they selected me for that purpose.
Maybe that's something you learn on the other side. Or maybe it's something you're just supposed to ponder for eternity, until suddenly one day you've thought about it enough and you have the answer. I hope it's like that. Because it would seem too easy if the answer were just right there in front of you for the taking. If there's one thing I've learned from mortal (and immortal, I guess) life, it's that things are never this simple.
I'd better start thinking, then.
Muse: Kara Thrace
Fandom: Battlestar Galactica
Words: 391
((OOC: My apologies for the extended absence, folks! The end of the school term, exams, preparing to graduate from university and a broken laptop all conspired against me, but I'm back now and ready to take the reins again. *grins*))
I think that if the gods really picked me to watch over humanity, they were taking one hell of a gamble.
I'm a betting person. But I bet to win, and I consider my odds. At the triad table when you're playing to win the last chocolate bar in the universe, you take risks, but not to the point of foolish stupidity, no matter how much you want that godsdamned chocolate bar. I used to tell my nuggets the same thing. Your life is the most important asset you've got, and even if giving one's life to save humanity is one of the highest forms of service, you don't go taking those dumb risks. You don't sacrifice your life just to prove how brave you are. In other words, you don't frakking gamble if you aren't prepared to pay the consequences for it going sour.
So were the gods (or God, if you believe the Cylons) really willing to bet that high? On a terminal frak-up? I mean, if I were one of the Lords of Kobol I wouldn't have picked Kara Thrace for the special destiny. I would have picked someone more stable, someone more able to deal with it, someone who could have made others listen to her. Someone who didn't spend so much time questioning her own existence and the whys. I would have picked Laura Roslin. Or the Old Man, even. People who are natural leaders, not natural frak-ups.
But they picked me. They picked me, and even now, I'm still not sure why. Even now, after leading the Fleet to Earth, to an Earth they could actually settle on, not one bombed out by nuclear disaster. I know my journey is over and I know I have fulfilled my purpose here. But I don't know why they selected me for that purpose.
Maybe that's something you learn on the other side. Or maybe it's something you're just supposed to ponder for eternity, until suddenly one day you've thought about it enough and you have the answer. I hope it's like that. Because it would seem too easy if the answer were just right there in front of you for the taking. If there's one thing I've learned from mortal (and immortal, I guess) life, it's that things are never this simple.
I'd better start thinking, then.
Muse: Kara Thrace
Fandom: Battlestar Galactica
Words: 391
((OOC: My apologies for the extended absence, folks! The end of the school term, exams, preparing to graduate from university and a broken laptop all conspired against me, but I'm back now and ready to take the reins again. *grins*))