The answer is not “because it is there” but rather “to see if we can”. That aspect of human nature is the best feature of the species–the drive to innovate, to create, to discover; to understand the deeper workings of the universe around them.
Curiosity may have killed the cat, but the other cats learned from its death and eventually created fusion reactors to deal with increased energy demands in a modernized global economy.*
That’s why I have so many hobbies. “Making beer? I wonder if I can do that. Making costumes? I wonder if I can do that. Making a game? I wonder if I can do that. Building a transdimensional portal to a realm of godhood? I wonder if I can do that.”
So this Zealot comes to my door, all glazed eyes and clean reproductive organs, asking me if I ever think about God. So I tell him I killed God. I tracked God down like a rabid dog, hacked off his legs with a hedge trimmer, raped him with a corncob, and boiled off his corpse in an acid bath. So he pulls an alternating-current taser on me and tells me that only the Official Serbian Church of Tesla can save my polyphase intrinsic electric field, known to non-engineers as “the soul”. So I hit him. What would you do?
Also, the cookie is a lie! The Sith entice you to the Dark Side for a cookie, but once you’re there, you can never go back! The cookie is a false enticement for recruitment!
Well, Carol, I’m going there because I’m a whinging emo douche who never got past a first year philosophy course because a sliver of an idea allows me to salve my brused monstrously overblown ego that can’t deal with the idea that I’m not the most precious special snowflake in the universe
The perfect, ultimate sense of spiciness. Do you ever wonder why Buddism, the most widespread religion which focuses not on Gods or mythos, but on personal enlightenment began in India? It was the curry…it was always the curry.
Carol, I think you just hit on the 64,000 dollar question!
Answer: BECAUSE IT’S THERE.
Oh, and the chance to be a Tyrant-God, too.
The answer is not “because it is there” but rather “to see if we can”. That aspect of human nature is the best feature of the species–the drive to innovate, to create, to discover; to understand the deeper workings of the universe around them.
Curiosity may have killed the cat, but the other cats learned from its death and eventually created fusion reactors to deal with increased energy demands in a modernized global economy.*
*(The cats are really a metaphor for people).
That’s why I have so many hobbies. “Making beer? I wonder if I can do that. Making costumes? I wonder if I can do that. Making a game? I wonder if I can do that. Building a transdimensional portal to a realm of godhood? I wonder if I can do that.”
“Well, do you want the true answer or the comforting answer, Carol ?”
Called it.
http://youtu.be/8205kJSig4A?t=1m
ADDITIONAL POINTS ARE REWARDED FOR POSTING IN CHARACTER.
So this Zealot comes to my door, all glazed eyes and clean reproductive organs, asking me if I ever think about God. So I tell him I killed God. I tracked God down like a rabid dog, hacked off his legs with a hedge trimmer, raped him with a corncob, and boiled off his corpse in an acid bath. So he pulls an alternating-current taser on me and tells me that only the Official Serbian Church of Tesla can save my polyphase intrinsic electric field, known to non-engineers as “the soul”. So I hit him. What would you do?
Close the door?
Close the door on a man of the cloth? Why, I nevah…
Discount suicide in favor of killing everyone else in the entire world instead.
Loved that series by the way.
MORE POINTS HAVE BEEN REWARDED (love that series btw, nemui)
Daedalus is the creator of the Labyrinth. HR is a creator of a world or two. The question now who is the Minotaur?
Carol. She is the guardian of the worlds, master of their bureaucracy, and disposes of anyone who dares enter.
Nicely spotted. He was also the father of Icarus, who perished by coming to close to godhood (the sun).
Hmm. I’m suddenly wondering if Best is Daedalus’s son, or otherwise connected to him more closely than the others. Or maybe one of the other Five.
That first panel needs to be a gravatar.
The cake is a… shadow?
No, the cake is a lie!
Also, the cookie is a lie! The Sith entice you to the Dark Side for a cookie, but once you’re there, you can never go back! The cookie is a false enticement for recruitment!
Don’t go there!
Too late.
“Well, they sell some really fabulous neckties.”
I hear some of them are. . . purple? whatever “purple” is.
Aperture Science. We do what we must because we can.
For the good of all of us, except the ones who are dead.
But there’s no use crying after every mistake.
We just keep on trying ’till we run out of cake.
But there’s no sense crying over every mistake.
Carol’s so shocked she mispronounced his name.
Well, Carol, I’m going there because I’m a whinging emo douche who never got past a first year philosophy course because a sliver of an idea allows me to salve my brused monstrously overblown ego that can’t deal with the idea that I’m not the most precious special snowflake in the universe
Hey… don’t talk about the mustache in such poor word choice!
THE CAKE IS FAKE!!!!! THE PIE IS LYE!!
I seek the perfect Form of Thai food.
Probably the least disturbing answer here.
The perfect, ultimate sense of spiciness. Do you ever wonder why Buddism, the most widespread religion which focuses not on Gods or mythos, but on personal enlightenment began in India? It was the curry…it was always the curry.
The spice is the life!
Well, the spice does expand consciousness.
The spice must flow!
Yeah, see, this is actually what the allegory of the cave is an allegory for…
Weren’t you listening Carol? It’s the realm of gods! The place from which you can alter Creation! What are you not going there for?