It's been two weeks since I got my peaceful sleep. My thoughts racing like there's no tomorrow. Disturbing, creepy, happy things blended into one. I think I need to take a break from the creepy and weird sections of the internet.
People are crazier than ghosts sometimes.
Lack of sleep starting to affect my health and thinking patterns. I can't think clearly. Sometimes I forget what I wanted to do, or how to form sentences in english.
My short term memory starts to get very unreliable. I even forget which glass I drink from. And that thing has happened a lot yesterday.
About two days ago, I caught cold. I kinda like it though, because sometimes I got euphoria from it.
This thing must stop. I don't want to land on hospital bed. Their food sucks. And being sick makes every food kinda bitter. Or downright nauseating.
God, whatever floats the world, let me sleep peacefully.
#Brace yourself for my trainwreck of thoughts. I hope the mods tolerate me for this.
I think most horror films doesn't really represent what's horror really is.
Movies with realistic but slightly off storytelling is the most creepy thing for me. It's just like the uncanny valley.
When the preperator aren't human, you can just dehumanize them.
When it's your own kin with the guise of motive, I mean wolf in a sheep fur, I realize that the preperator malevolent intent can happen in real life.
Attacking your opponent mental state is immoral.
Do you know that people is for the most part is terrible at defending their sanity?
When you harm your opponent with your fist, things are clear just like the water at the pond.
They can retaliate easily, because that's how the animal kingdom worked, and it's the most effective. Everyone can train their ass off for that.
But not everyone got the brain and nerves for psychological war.
You can make almost everyone hate your enemy. Just frame him/her. Or make him notorious.
Everyone might start to avoid him.
Social creatures need human interaction.
Sometimes they slip into depression. Or they kill themselves.
Been there. I know how it feels like.
By the way, how this little rant of mine about movies turned into a lecture?
This. The various states, California being the worst offender, are as addicted to Master Settlement Agreement money as much as smokers are addicted to smoking, to say nothing of the massive taxes they levy on cigarettes. The pharmaceutical industry, likewise, can't continue to peddle its hilariously ineffective patches, pills, and gums if smokers actually quit -- and are thenceforth no longer repeat customers for those products.
So what you get is "public awareness" campaigns which aren't intended to actually cause smokers to quit but, rather, send smokers running to the aforementioned pile of pharma garbage -- and right through the revolving door back to smoking when those products inevitably fail. Smoke > Try to quit > Fail to quit > Smoke, and so it goes.
Which is why the massive government and "public health" screeching about vaping -- because vaping actually does work. 100% of the time? No. But the cessation rate of those who switch to vaping is, on average, double that of smokers who try to quit via pharma products. Governments who want those tax dollars and MSA dollars don't want smokers quitting and taking those dollars out of the pot. The pharma companies who sell shit that doesn't work don't want that. Health groups, most of them kept flush by pharma companies, don't want that.
We are a commodity like livestock, just a number that buys things and can be easily manipulated into voting booths to empower others. The government views us as a resource that's better to live to 85 on over a dozen meds to die of a slow "nest egg" draining death than to drop dead at 60 from a coronary, potentially leaving an inheritance to their children.
Either that or it's because the aliens don't like smoked meats for when the culling of humanity comes.