''Plus now I'm really good at smashing things with rocks.''
Thousands of people each year vacation in Hawaii, the Bahamas, Tahiti, or a billion other tropical paradises, and YOU are telling ME that we’re supposed to believe castaways want to LEAVE their islands?
Bull-and-SHIT to that, my friend.
I sat through all grueling fifteen seasons of Lost, and at least ten of those seasons were about getting back onto that island. Or, hey, Gilligan’s island? I didn’t see a single episode of that where they *actually* tried to leave. We want to be locked on that island.
It’s the human death wish, baby. We don’t want to “die,” but we want to die to all the responsibilities and burdens we are born into. It’s a fallacy that human progress is a good thing; living for the future is a perpetual lie. True paradise is being completely ok with where you’re at.