Okay, I've recently developed a theory on why people who are important(like Frank Zappa, Ghandi, Marc Bolan, etc.) die. Frank Zappa died, from colon cancer, in 1993; Marc Bolan died, in a car accent, in 1977(just before his 30th birthday; Mahatma Ghandi died, as result of a gunshot from Nathuram Godse, in 1948; John Lennon died, as a result of a gunshot wound inflicted by Mark David Chapman(who was trying to impress Jodi Foster), in 1980; Jim Morrison died, from tuberculosis(judging from the blood around his mouth and nose, and the lascerations on his chest), in 1971; Janis Joplin died, from a massive heroin ovredose*, in 1970; Jimi Hendrix died, from a mixture of wine and nine vesperax sleeping pills, in 1970. (* the heroin Janis Overdosed on was given to her by Kris Kristofferson) Yea, all of these people died... Millions of people die all the time, right? Yea, technically you're right, but those are all ergular people... Zappa, Bolan, Ghandi, Lennon, Morrison, Joplin, and Hendrix arent just regular people though, they were very important to this world. They were visionaries and good people, they wanted to make the world a better place, they wanted everyone to live freely and have a good life... Kind of makes you wonder, doesnt it? How can so many people trying to change the world for the better end up dead before their legacy is completed? Coincidence? Fate? One must ask themselves, what would the world be like without war? without religious wars? without destruction? A rather boring place. And thats why I believe, if there is a God, he killed them to keep peace from reigning supreme... What kind of a joke would life be with no punchline? So he snuffs the candle of these men and women of genius, these bearers of light, these bringers of peace; he kills them all to keep himself from getting bored. Who gave him the right?