Invincager

The world depends on me.
It's tough.
But don't worry, I can handle it.
God put something in the average teenage guy's ego that makes him invincible.
Or maybe he just thinks he's invincible.
I speak in the third person because I already know I'm invincible and that it would be the smartest thing for the president to put all the nation's (or at least the Department of Defense's) responsibility on my shoulders. And if my hometown was invaded by aliens, or foreign troops, or corrupt mercenaries, I would be the one to lead the resistance against them. I am a hero, after all. My mom says so.
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So...let's go back to Mr. Third Person.
If you take any guy with a good imagination and put him in the crowd of strangers, he will think himself the Harrison Ford, Matt Damon, or Nathan Fillian of the group. He'll even have a special posture and walk; one that you would find in common with those of bounty hunters and smugglers, preferably smugglers. Those tend to be more likable people.
At least that's what he should think. It would be better than thinking like a rebel who secedes the group, and who thinks "Whatever. I'm doin' my own thing." Not that the smuggler wouldn't be thinking that, but at least a smuggler keeps his guard up and has a heart to protect a random individual. Unless it's someone trying to kill him or a bounty hunter looking for him. Then he'd let em' get hit by a meteorite.
But only a meteorite. If someone was trying to kill his rival, he'd fend for the guy.
That wouldn't make them best friends, or create anything mutual or anything. It's just what a decent human being would do.
Or worse yet, if he's not a smuggler, he could be a pirate.
This is more dangerous than it may at first seem.
A pirate is cool.
But there's a part of every pirate that wants everyone around them to be afraid of them. This is to make it easier to take what they want. They couldn't be persuaded to save humanity with a genuine effort. They would only do it if they received freedom to raid anywhere they wanted.
Of course the smuggler would ask for his cut too. But it would only be 10 percent, so to speak.
A guy could be a hermit too.
Except, if a guy chooses to be a hermit, the chances are he'll only be one so he can isolate himself himself and drown in the infinities of sorrow, misery, anger, and their greatest companion, noise.
And he wouldn't have any wisdom either.
Smugglers have wisdom.
Heck, a smuggler has more wisdom than all the Harvard, Yale, and Stanford professors put together.
At least the guy thinks so.
And it's important that he thinks so. Descartes said "I think, therefore, I am." So if you don't think, you aren't.
According to Rene, that is.
I think (kee-kee) he's right.
So, he is right.
But not very many guys seem to understand that.
Maybe that could be a good thing.
Because if more guys did understand that, then half the people in the world would be smugglers. Assuming that half of humans are males.
I guess that would leave plenty of room for bounty hunters.
That would be good. Or at least interesting.
Now that I think of it, it's bad if guys don't think they're invincible because then they would think that they're vulnerable.
Of course it also may be an awakening to reality. That's part of growing up. So that's fine.
But what isn't fine is when people who have grown think they know that teenage guys aren't bounty hunters or smugglers, and that their just ordinary kids.
Therefore they know it.
Then they go and whisper into the guy's ear, "You're not more than other people. There's plenty of men that are better than you in other aspects of life."
"Reality," they say, "taught me that everyone is equal."
And then they leave their last painful, poisonous, deadly, excruciating, suppressing, extinguishing remark.
"But you're special. So don't give up."
Yep...
Everyone's special.
Everyone has a heart.
Everyone has a head.
Everyone's an individual.
Everyone's a human.
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Except for the other animal species...
Now go away, and stop ruining all the fun.
If everyone listened to those grown ups, then there wouldn't be any bounty hunters to save people from meteors.
Then the next thing you know, everyone is nothing more than ashes on the Earth's surface.
I just wish grown ups would stop keeping teenagers from becoming what they couldn't. Just because a grown-up didn't become a smuggler, that doesn't mean a guy can't be one.
And chances are, he won't be one...technically.
But he will become someone who helps save the world, which is what a smuggler does.
If the guys listens to the grown-up though, that's what he'll become.
A grown-up.
Grown-ups, however, do have a place in the world. They do their job really well. A little too well, sometimes.
That doesn't mean they can walk over everybody's dreams...
Because dreams become realities.
Hmm...
It's a circle.
What goes around, comes around.
They need us, and I guess we need them.
I never thought of that.
Yet I thought of it.
I am, after all, a genius.
And I'm also the smuggler.
I'd have to be.
The world does count on me.
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...I wonder what God put in every girl.
Whoever knows the answer should post it as an answer to this blog.
Then everything would be complete.
Hmm......