Aldrin's writings

 Once upon a crime... When a butterfly stops flying the other butterflies says 'hey that shithead has stopped flying' so they all landed. No sign of a butterfly was seen only butter...  The moral of this story is if you stop flying you'll be eaten by frogs and people will start calling you butter. Very relatable for humans too. As we all eat butter

 It's the 6th of September, 2420. I am 96 y/o young fellow.  I was looking at my old stuffs and saw my old model of my iPhone pro.  I saw the picture of my two friends which we took about back when we were 69, on a street with a billboard behind us on top of a building. It's been a while so I decided to visit them because I missed them so much I flew to a Search building to look for them and so searched for them through the machine. The man told me that I need to pay three million to see for the result.  Three is odd but just I thought it might probably be corruption but I'd do anything for my buddies. So I payed... Three results were shown with only one person alive. The Indian woman with the sare on the Billboard was alive! oh my gosh I was so happy. I didn't know that lady though He asked me if I wanted to visit her. I said no but my dental operation I had the previous day left the man hearing 'Ofcourse I do'.  So I booked a travelling ticket for the next 2 m

  When I was younger there are times when I get humiliated in school or other places. I get mortified and regret what I have done, wishing that there was a time-machine or a chronosphere I could use. The embarassment lasted for a long time, I keep remembering it everytime I go to bed.    I just couldn't stop thinking about it and I don't know about you but I laughed like an idiot eventhough it wasn't funny. Even if my friends or family tried to cheer me up and I myself tried to cheer me up with music or games, it didn't seem to work often. I knew I had to defeat this uncomfortable memory.    A few years ago, I found that thing happening to other people too. Something went wrong on that performance, that person was so sad, we couldn't cheer him up at all. And after a while I realized something, something I could use to cheer me up. At that time he was sad and we all know that but that didn't turned into a memory that comes on the first page of a news paper. I

    H ave you ever felt empty in your life like a sandwich with nothing to make the taste better or like a lamp without a fuel. Trust me I've been there a lot of time. The moment you find yourself felling that way is the moment when you need friends.     A friend you find from the place you work, where you study or even from where you eat your lunch. It doesn't matter how where they are from, what the do or what they are. You can't tell if you have a good friend around you.   Y ou might not know until you fell into a big dark hole, where people looked at you like an alien or like you messed everything up. Everyone enjoys and congrats you when you carry the day. But not everyone helps before you ask.     A Good Friend comes from anywhere, they might go with you if you need any help. No complain will occur to your mind because you need help, and that makes a good friend to you.     I f I'm right you would probably wanna be there for them too, thanking with all your