Now, we can’t blame Jennifer Lawrence for a revolution in Thailand, just like we can’t blame a three-finger salute from a movie. However, there must be someone, something we can blame, for why these people think it’s right to defy authority! Has the fictional story of desperate kids fighting for their lives inspired these people or is it that whole freedom thing? The Junta should be terrified of this ‘Hunger Games’ salute, because it represents a clear break in the lines between reality and fiction.

The reality in Thailand is that a militaristic regime has taken power, but the citizens don’t accept this reality. They’d rather bask in an illusion created by a young-adult novel and raise three fingers in protest. Not only do they refuse to accept their reality, but they’ve come to choose another unremittingly powerful one, which is a hybrid utopia or dystopia maybe, where reality and fiction are one in the same.

After a few thousand years where civilized society has coexisted with our fictional realities of ‘Gilgamesh’, ‘The Ramayana’ and… ‘The Bible’… I’ll wait… the lines have become so completely blurred that the two realities have finally become one. The question we must ask is whether this has always been the way and our minds are finally willling, or able to perceive it or if this is a new world into which we are walking.

Civilized history has a nice, neat line that has followed throughout time… but still along those lines are a few bumps… herpes, if you will… that take away from reality. These are occurrences that could destroy the foundations of established religion, government and society as we’ve come to know them. If you accept that there is more to the story than history can provide you are accepting illusion. If you think history is the end-all of human civilization, then you are trapped in your reality.

Both can be a prison, but what happens if we accept both. Anything… anything can happen.





I felt the need to bring this to everyone’s attention because, well lets face it, zombies deserve to get laid as much as anyone. I’m setting up my account for when I die, because there is no doubt in my mind that when it happens I will come back ten times more powerful and destroy the world, but I don’t wanna do it alone. I need someone to be with me when I’m a zombie, so that our spirits won’t have to bone in the afterlife.

Zombie fetisheseseseses are gonna be the new wave… I’m callin’ it… you’re welcome. Zombie porn is a thing I know this, as is vampire porn, because for whatever reason people like getting bit. I’m not here to judge, though I feel the variety of different… ‘perversions’ shows the utter insanity in our very nature. Even implying that we have a single nature, one idea that unifies us as a species; this idea of unification is bizarre… not as bizarre as zombie porn, but still. No matter how hard you try to label humanity, every definition falls short. Can anyone really link in a coherent fashion Einstein’s Relativity and… zombie porn. I surely would not want to meet this person, as such logic is beyond the greatest of human minds. Maybe a more deranged mind could figure it out… maybe I’m thinking too hard and there’s somebody out there who gets it. No doubt, he’s preaching on a soapbox in Times Square wearing his underwear as a protective helmet against demon Jedi mindtricks. Trust this guy with your life… no doubt he WON’T lead you astray.

Everyone has at least one doubt within us that there is any coherent bond within the world and it is fortified by the utter chaos we are bombarded by on a daily basis. To not have this doubt, that is crazy. When everything seems to be flowing beyond our control, we reach for the bizarre and it somehow becomes the norm. Normal is a made up word, as they all are, but it has no concrete meaning. Normal is relative, what we must worry about is when our crazy/normals collide. See, for example, the Crusades, 9/11, and any number of the horror movies I watch. You live long enough on this planet and you realize normal is only hindered by the craziest thing you can imagine.

Feed My Frankenstein

Scary lookin', right?

Scary lookin’, right?

Could mankind create something so powerful it would find the capability to destroy itself? These are the things I think about when you’re all at work. Such a feat would be as a star collapsing unto itself, which is a documented phenomenon in the universe, so who is to say humanity could not implode under its own stupidity (or cleverness)? It doesn’t have to be that mankind creates a massive weapon capable of total obliteration, maybe it could be that humanity creates the circumstances of a total nightmare scenario; an end times full of zombies and Frankenstein monsters and Hitler‘s for president. We sow the seeds of our destruction every day, but as to what actually grows is entirely up to us.

Frankenstein’s monster was mankind’s remedy for death, which is the incurable evil we deal with on a daily basis. When we see something wrong we try to improve upon it, we try to make it better, not understanding the consequences we might bring about. Horror movies tackle this issue of human tinkering on a number of occasions, and if you look at human history ‘tinkering’ is a word and a phenomenon that is alive and thriving; I’m sure we can all think of another besides Frankenstein… how about, ‘The Brain That Wouldn’t Die‘. In this story, a doctor, who is working on several mysterious experiments, gets into a car accident, where his wife is beheaded and killed. He tries to keep her alive, but what she becomes… or more accurately, what her head becomes, is a transmogrification of her former beauty. His success in keeping her alive only serves to mock his experiments and the love they once shared. His other experiment, a sort of Frankenstein beast, which he keeps locked in a closet is yet another glaring example of mankind’s failure to find perfection in his endeavors. The two experiments conspire against him and are inevitably his ruin, yet another example of mankind inciting his own demise. Good movie, by the way.

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Okay, if I am being honest… it wasn’t a good movie, but I enjoyed it. I also appreciate the message of a person being destroyed by his work, if only for that work to thrive in its own right. A work may go on, but its creator must be destroyed; the old is constantly in battle with the new, it is the lowest form of tribalism left in our society. Be it Frankenstein’s monster, or a human head giving orders to a half human cannibal… what is the point to our judgment when we are capable of such terrifying monstrosities? Think for yourself of the walking… ‘Running’ dead of Twenty-Eight Days Later, think of the sharks in Deep Blue Sea… think of the atom bomb and never consider the possibility that mankind will bring about his ruin.

Most certainly, mankind WILL bring about his own demise… but think of all the good that will be done once we are erased from the planet’s unfathomable data banks!