The question:
After you die, and all the mysteries of the world are reveald, what is the first question you want answered?
I couldn’t come up with only one, so here are the first few that I came up with. Feel free to add your own to the list!
1. The Platypus? Really?! What’s that one all about?
2. How many licks DOES it take to get to the center of the Tootsie-pop?
3. I remember losing a GI Joe when I was 5. What actually happened to it? Did Mom throw it away?
Okay, okay. I feel bad for being so silly. Here are a couple of serious ones:
1. Can I meet my Grandpa? (my dad’s dad died when Pops was seven, so I’ve never met him.)
2. Why the pyramids? And how about Easter Island while we’re at it?
3. Why couldn’t there be 3 days in each weekend? Perhaps 2 for resting?
So, the top of the list has got to be the Bermuda Triangle: where have all the lost ships gone? Why all the mystery surrounding this area? I am completely and totally fascinated by lost cities–Atlantis, etc. and missing people, like Amelia Earhart. Oh, and Stonehenge.
Um, on a serious note (but somewhat related), I would like to know where a lot of the things in the Bible and Book of Mormon happened. I want to know if people from OT times really lived that long. I want to know if there really are angels (and if Joan of Arc really talked to them!)
I want to know what the dinasours are all about and how that fits in to the evolution of man. I want to know how old the earth is. I want to know if Jesus Christ had DNA like a normal person.
I am sure I will think of more.