Make-up Blog: Daphne and the Laurel Wreath

Once again with the Greek God shenanigans. Apollo was making fun of Eros (basically Cupid), mocking his archery skills and stuff. Finally Eros decided he'd had enough, and decided to play a cruel prank on Apollo. He shot Apollo with one of his golden arrows, making him fall hopelessly in love with a virginal river nymph named Daphne. And then he shot Daphne with a leaden arrow, ensuring that she would never love Apollo. Apollo pursued Daphne constantly, and she ran from him cuz that's pretty creepy. Apollo traps her by the bank of a river, and she begs her father the river god to save her. So the river god transforms her into a beautiful laurel tree. Which Apollo is still in love with. Resigning to the fact that even a god can't bang a tree, Apollo decides to preserves Daphne's beauty by granting the tree with everlasting life. He then took branches from the tree and made them into a laurel crown for himself so she would always be with him.

Eternal youth, while a bit more desirable than broad immortality (I don't wanna be stuck at some gross age for the rest of existence!), is still pretty lousy. I mean, I think this would be a no-brainer by now. All your friends and family and loved ones will diiiieee. You'll constantly struggle to stay hip and modern because you were literally born three centuries ago. You have no one to turn to. You are all alone. You can't even end it, not everrrrr. Sounds pretty crappy, right? However, there IS a situation where eternal youth could be bearable. That would be if you were one of a small handful of people who were all eternally youthful. I'd think you could retain your sanity if you at least had some friends, and perhaps a partner, along for the ride with you. That would be okay. You could start a club! Perhaps even infect some people with eternal youth! It would be like the zombie apocalypse, except more subtle and minus the rotting.

Good example, rubbish book.