If there were a real fountain of youth, would you drink the water.
Always making me think, aren’t you, Michelle? Not neccessarily a bad thing, just not what I’m used to. It makes me want to paraphrase a favorite quote~ “It’s a little early in the morning for hypothetical speculation, isn’t it?”
Of course, the natural knee jerk reaction would be “Ooh ooh ohh!!! I want some, GIMMEEEEEEEE!!!!”
But in that beautiful (and rare for me) moment when reason takes over, we must choose to look at this question logically. Just exactly what is this fountain really offering?
Eternal youth? Like in FOREVER? Or just turning back the clock to let you start over a little bit? Does how much you drink make a difference? Perhaps we need to examine these questions and their possible answers before we choose.
Think of it this way~ You could dunk your head in this fountain, greedily drink deep, then sit back and wait for a miracle.
You’re young and beautiful again! Yay for you!! You’re now the same age as your grown up kids. Which feels really weird and trippy, but you all get used to it. Until they start to look older than you….they continue to age and you don’t. You watch them grow old and feeble and eventually die. You see the same thing happen to your grandchildren. Well that scenario pretty much sucks, so let’s try on another one.
You drink and all of a sudden you’re a baby. Okay great, complete do over. But your mind is also an infant, so you have no recollection of your former life, and aren’t bemoaning your bad choices or thinking you need another start. Plus, you’re a baby! Who’s going to take care of you? You’re in the remote jungle with a pack of gritty, treasure hunting explorers, some of questionable character. You’ll be lucky if you just don’t get left behind to be raised by apes or something.
Looking more and more like this Fountain Of Youth Cocktail may not be as tempting as it first appeared, huh?
But….what if you could not drink the water, but take a sample. A very large sample, like a 50 gallon barrel. Your beast of burden, Joey, gladly hauls it back to your waiting jeep. You take your barrel to your secret laboratory, burrowed out of the side of a bigass mountain..in some secret location.
Here you can experiment with this magic elixir one drop at a time, using your prisoners- you know, world class secret agents and super hot women with stupid names, to test its potency and potential, before trying it on any human victim such as yourself.
Um yeah, that’s what I’d do.
Hey, you asked.