A bucket
list, whether written as an assignment or in fun, seems a somber task at first
glance. However, with the time to contemplate one's demise and the life before its
end, a bucket list becomes somewhat of a necessity. Faced with four
life-fulfilling moments left in a relatively insignificant story, I would turn
to the things that could leave a mark.
My first mark would be just that, a
mark. I would strive under great duress, with my time ticking away, to compose
a piece of art. Art is unending and undeniable in its greatest form. To have a work
of mine set in stone alongside those of the greatest minds of years past would
be an honor rivaled by few others.
The second step in my farewell to
life would be an appeal for peace to the greatest powers of the world. Perhaps
words are inconsequential. However, maybe an appeal could cause just one person
to feel guilty enough to change something. This second step is merely for
personal pride and wouldn't be intended for history books.
My third item is far-fetched and
follows a personal ambition of mine. I would like to create a new sport, a
sport comparative to BASEketball from the popular film of the same name. The
world needs a past time for all shapes and sizes. Upon further research, “43-man
squamish” popularized in MAD Magizine, while a bit satirically conceived, may
be the most logical idea.
My last and most ambitious task
would be to glorify the name of God. With my last breath escaping my lips, I
want to speak one name. If judgment shall come to me in the afterlife, God would
hopefully look upon me as His disciple.
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