unfold an origami death mask

We're all masters of our own demise, we self destruct in the end, unless another being takes care of that for us.

A

The answer is in our words. Technology keeps improving so that we can share our words faster, easier, and more organized. It's user friendly. Now you and I can be the next famous writer, the coolest blogger, the fastest texter, and the best Tweeter. My computer tells me that "texter" isn't a word. But I guarantee it will be added to the dictionary at some point. This generation is all about sharing. Posting, tagging, downloading... it's all we want to do. I'm excited to see where it will lead us and what amazing new ways to "update our status" in a restricted amount of characters there will be. My point being, that if you have something to say. Say it. But don't forget that once your words leave you, they are open for criticism, copying, quoting, and they are able to be saved and repeated. Hell, they can even be screen shotted!

Q

We sit in parked cars, contemplating the journey from who we are now and who we will become. They are separate beings. Influenced by those around us, before us, and above us. We look up to the sky that for centuries has looked the same, minus or plus a few stars. We are ever-growing, ever-changing creatures, and our life is not permanent. Sure we make a mark but the generations following us will knock down our buildings, cut down the trees we planted, re-pave the roads and bridges we spent millions constructing. What gets set in stone? What legacy can we leave behind?