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This is going to be very different from my usual blogs. I love the show LOST. It is by far...THE greatest television show EVER created. And I know...I watch A LOT of TV. I usually go to a blog called Eye M Sick to read about people's theories and thoughts...but I never write any of my own. So, since this show and everything about it occupies so much of my brain...I might as well actually get out my own theories. My sister and I and Andrea and I sit around discussing it for hours. That's one of the things that makes the show great...the conversations it creates.

So, my latest thought after watching the S4 finale, and the scenes with Miles and Charlotte where apparently Charlotte's been to the island before...and then all the talk about "everyone" having to be together in order to go back to the island...well, I was thinking...that Naomi doesn't understand why Abbadon says that Farraday, Miles, Charlotte, and Lapidis are the people that have to go on this mission...what if those four got off the island "together"...somehow...and so Whidmore got them all together to help his chances of finding the island. Or at least Farraday, Miles, and Charlotte HAD to go together...excluding their "special" talents.

Hmmm...I think this is why I never post my own theories...I'm not very good at getting them out of my head and on to "paper".

Anyway...it will be really interesting to see if it's true...if somehow they were sent off the island before the "purge". AND...when Ben says they all have to go back to the island together...does that really include "everyone"...Lapidis, Walt, Locke, Desmond?

I still think Desmond has some "work left to do" as well. I'm not sure he has yet to fullfill his "dharma".

And I think Locke screws everything up. Did Ben maybe kill him? Obviously Locke was not the one meant to be the leader of the island. Richard didn't pick him. He failed as a little boy. And even when he finally made it to the island...He can't kill his father. Ben tells the Others, "He's not who we thought he was." Richard has to help him kill his father so he can "become" who they want him to be. Was Richard not happy with Ben's leadership skills? Locke would seem to be the "one", but he isn't quite "strong" enough. His mother giving him up for adoption mirrors Claire's issues with giving up Aaron. The psychic tells her that she HAS to be the one to raise Aaron. What if Locke could have reached his potential if his own mother had raised him, and given him HER "goodness"? And now Aaron was to be the next in line....but he would only be the "one" if Claire raised him.

These are very unrefined thoughts. Just ramblings...I have too much to say, and it's like every thought just brings up more questions...and more theories.

I have to go lie down...I didn't feel good...hungover...had lunch with my sister and now feel bad because I ate too much...maybe I'll watch the finale again...

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