When I return to this Earth I hope it is in the form of a Lighthouse. Then my light could shine out and guide people to safety, or keep them safe. And I would be perched on my little sea stormed rock, solid in my solitute, with very few enemies, and no assholes playing loud music. What's more, the peak hour traffic wouldn't be a problem. Might be difficult growing tomatoes, there would be plenty of seaweed for firtiliser, but I would have to have a Hothouse. It would be essential to have the daily newspapers helicoptered in once a week, and of course plenty of meat pies. Think of the time saved by not having to travel to and from work. What book titles would I have on the shelves? Art Books of course, then Adam Smiths Philosophy of Economics, perhaps Keynes as a debating point, James Joyce Uylessis ( sic ) and "" Waiting for Goddard """with a critical analysis of the Complete Bible. Oh, and I must not forget to turn off the Light. westwind.![]()