in random

some things never change

Today:

You’re writing a game with a story? Bleh. Why not write a novel instead?

A thousand years ago:

You’re writing a story in prose? Bleh. Why not write an epic poem instead?

Ten thousand years ago:

You’re writing a story? Bleh. Why not paint on the cave wall instead?

A hundred thousand years ago:

Bleh bleh bleh bleh? Bleh. Bleh bleh bleh bleh bleh bleh instead?