My Phoenix Fantasy

phoenix

(n.) a legendary Arabian bird said to periodically burn itself to death and emerge from the ashes as a new phoenix;

according to most versions only one phoenix lived at a time and it renewed itself every 500 years

fantasy

(n.) imagination unrestricted by reality

I have been toiling around this concept for over two years now. And like anything that takes some time to conceive, it has undergone several changes in it's definition (I'm still unable to give it a precise one, to be honest). A layman may like to "simply" put it as a fresh start but it lacks a certain ring to it, you know what I mean? Probably not.

This is how I see it.

One fine day, you just go 'poof'!

Now obviously I'm not insinuating that you have to do something as drastic as burn yourself and wait for your re-birth with the hope that you carry all your memories from the previous birth and all that shit but hey, you can always fake it! Fake your death and leave, that is. However silly this sounds, I had actually contemplated on it, strictly for cerebral workout of course!

Alternatively, you can go all Hermione on your parents and/or loved ones by sedating them with (most probably yet-to-be invented) medicines that obliviate you from their memory. But for that to workout, you'd need it's antidote as well. No, wishful thinking knows no bounds.

The list is endless, really.

Next,

Go ahead and do whatever the hell you want to do (as long as it is within the law.)! {keeping in mind that coaxing humans (or animals!) into having sex is still against the law, we tend to forget that}

Given that you have the resources to do that..which is unlikely. Or so it is for me.

So why this obsession with going 'poof' anyway, if the ultimate objective is to do what I just really want to do? See, that's what I haven't figured out yet. I did say I have been going back and forth over this concept for a while now, didn't I? I don't quite know why I waste the amount of time daydreaming about this peculiarity like I do, but I believe it'll make sense someday. 

Soon there'll come a day when I'll wake up shrieking, "Today's the day!" and the clouds will finally start to fade away...

Until next time, live a little!

Disclaimer:- Nothing that has been discussed here is meant for a serious debate. I'm just a fellow human brainstorming over silly things. 'cause I have time!

P.S.- On a scale of 1 to alien where do you think I belong?