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The implications of Immortality are scary.

How much time does it take to train a worker? A week? A month?
How much time does it take for that worker to become a master in his craft? At the very least four years of constant training.

But what if the worker was immortal? You could have an endless supply of master artisans, working for you for all of eternity. And since they are immortal, they most likely do not need any food nor water, why would they? They won't die. Basic human rights may just become a 'luxury item' just like tampons are in some places.

And what if you escape, but end-up trapped somewhere? You may find yourself under a rock, or inside a petrol pipe for over a hundred years. Eventually someone will inevitably find you, so you can resume your daily life of work.

To die would become a privilege, a really expensive privilege.
 

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The implications of Immortality are scary.

How much time does it take to train a worker? A week? A month?
How much time does it take for that worker to become a master in his craft? At the very least four years of constant training.

But what if the worker was immortal? You could have an endless supply of master artisans, working for you for all of eternity. And since they are immortal, they most likely do not need any food nor water, why would they? They won't die. Basic human rights may just become a 'luxury item' just like tampons are in some places.

And what if you escape, but end-up trapped somewhere? You may find yourself under a rock, or inside a petrol pipe for over a hundred years. Eventually someone will inevitably find you, so you can resume your daily life of work.

To die would become a privilege, a really expensive privilege.
if one is immortal in the sense of being unable to be killed rather than simply being non-senescent, why is one maintaining employment? Dare I say, if I didn't need to maintain a domicile and continually insert food into the digestive, this one would spend most of the time trying to remain unemployed.

we could be productive, ok but that's not the same as a "job". I imagine that employment as understood in these times would collapse if ones didn't *need* to work to be alive.

I would say that the assumption of employment as some sort of ontological inevitability is the most scariest thought.
 
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Other people have said it, but parasites. I'd seen recently an x-ray scan of a woman who ate raw pork, and her body was filled with hundreds of worms that were eating the pig. People don't even notice they have parasites sometimes, because the side effects like rashes and vomiting could easily be from something more normal.
 
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In the UK, England, there's a family of one man and his eight daughters and his wife. White, lower-middle class. The father was a woodworker who specialised in making wooden chests.

The family also had a garden which was mostly brick patio and covered with potted palms. Every year or two one of the daughters would leave for university and the patio would get a few meters longer.

The first to leave was called Violet, and she left home at 19. The second was Rose, who disappeared at 17. Iris (16), Heather(18), Daisy(21) and Poppy(15).

Eventually after six of the daughters had stopped responding to friends and family, the police conducted an investigation and found no paperwork for them having attended university.

A murder investigation was undertaken with the father as the main suspect and the police dug out the patio. Under a Rose bush they found a locked wooden chest about the size of a small kennel. They found similar chests under a potted iris, a patch of heather, and two under a lawn where daisies and poppies grew.

The chests were exhumed and were noted to be waterlogged but not heavy, and were empty except for a plank in each one which had been pried loose from the base.

The family denied all knowledge of the wooden chests, and the investigation came to a close - that is until 2015.

In the summer of 2015 neighbours complained of a strong rotten fish smell coming from the property, and a sewage technician was called out to investigate. Found clogging the pipe were the emaciated bodies of seven women, matted together like hair in a drain.

The ground under the patio was riddled with tunnels that had been clawed out by hand.

The father was arrested for the murder of seven of his daughters, and the wife was given a similar yet shorter sentence. The remaining surviving daughter, left to live alone at the house, disappeared some three months later.

The house has since been abandoned, and later destroyed by the council in 2019. The patio continues to grow.
 
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I find hallucinations to be the scariest thing. It's something you cannot get away from, because it is your sense themselves who are terrorizing you, with such black dripping malice that you could never imagine. The sensations can be whatever you fear the most, no matter what. You cannot hide, you cannot look away, stop feeling it or smelling it or hearing it. I once saw a face made of static materialize in my vision and grin at me. No matter how hard I tried it stayed right in the same spot of my vision, following my eye movements and flying into my face and coming so close that I couldn't see anything else, even when I closed my eyes.
And since it's your brain, it knows like noone else what scares you the most. You could be sitting in your room, only to hear a deafening scream right in your ear. Or be alone at work and see a shadow person with inverted knees crawling towards you, or your own mother disfigured like an All Tomorrows drawing, begging you for help just as if she were there. You cannot differentiate between reality and hallucination in the moment. It is every horror-genre you can imagine and you may be forced to live through it at any moment.
 

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I find hallucinations to be the scariest thing. It's something you cannot get away from, because it is your sense themselves who are terrorizing you, with such black dripping malice that you could never imagine. The sensations can be whatever you fear the most, no matter what. You cannot hide, you cannot look away, stop feeling it or smelling it or hearing it. I once saw a face made of static materialize in my vision and grin at me. No matter how hard I tried it stayed right in the same spot of my vision, following my eye movements and flying into my face and coming so close that I couldn't see anything else, even when I closed my eyes.
And since it's your brain, it knows like noone else what scares you the most. You could be sitting in your room, only to hear a deafening scream right in your ear. Or be alone at work and see a shadow person with inverted knees crawling towards you, or your own mother disfigured like an All Tomorrows drawing, begging you for help just as if she were there. You cannot differentiate between reality and hallucination in the moment. It is every horror-genre you can imagine and you may be forced to live through it at any moment.
Hallucinations are not so bad, even if they are frightening, because one can usually tell a thing that isn't real even while up to the knees in a zootological disquisition.

The real scare is the thing that cannot be demarcated from subjective sensation and objective reality, dellusions, delerium and psychosis.

I present as evidence the difference between a mushroom snack and a datura hellcoaster
 
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A lot of HP Lovecraft's stuff doesn't hit right for me, even though given what I've just talked about, it should, because I feel like the unknown actually helps cloak a lot of horror, rather than give rise to it. If you don't know everything about what's coming for you, you can at least delude yourself into thinking you have a chance.

Actually, nevermind, scratch that: Talking to women is way scarier.
The hard part about horror writing is finding the happy medium. If you know every single thing about Cthulu, you can find a way to defeat him easily. It's the fact that you know a little, but not enough to do anything about it except get scared.
Think back to when you were a little kid and you found out about alligators. At first, you probably thought they were cool. They weren't scary because they looked awesome. Then, you found out about how dangerous they are, and how unpredictable they can be. All of a sudden you're terrified of alligators because they can just take you down and you can't fight back. Then you're fine, because you don't live near alligators, and they're pretty chill as long as you know how to handle them. You're only horrified of alligators when you know the dangers of them but not the solutions.
 

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The hard part about horror writing is finding the happy medium. If you know every single thing about Cthulu, you can find a way to defeat him easily. It's the fact that you know a little, but not enough to do anything about it except get scared.
Think back to when you were a little kid and you found out about alligators. At first, you probably thought they were cool. They weren't scary because they looked awesome. Then, you found out about how dangerous they are, and how unpredictable they can be. All of a sudden you're terrified of alligators because they can just take you down and you can't fight back. Then you're fine, because you don't live near alligators, and they're pretty chill as long as you know how to handle them. You're only horrified of alligators when you know the dangers of them but not the solutions.
I found out about a mummy that was being shipped from Egypt and was lost at sea. One day I saw a tissue float up from the u-bend and I thought it was the mummy's bandages coming to get me.

I imagine sewer alligators are scary for the same reason.
 
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The thought of growing old without anyone from my childhood, in a world I cannot keep up and will leave me behind. Left where all I can do is merely exist or pass.
Also submarines and spaceships. Something about having a few inches of materials between you and an inconceivably inhospitable environment.
 
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The thought of growing old without anyone from my childhood, in a world I cannot keep up and will leave me behind. Left where all I can do is merely exist or pass.
Too fucking real. Can't find anyone my own age these days. It's like they all got on a spaceship and yeeted off. By consensus with my friends this seems to happen from the age of 22.
 
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I wasn't sure to make this a thread or not, because there's only like a page of information about this guy. He goes by Cosmic Dennis Greenidge as a music artist. He lives in England and is somewhat of a cryptid. Well known in some area of London.

His work is nothing short of bizarre, creepy and childlike. He draws comic characters in crayon and sends them to local comic stores in hopes of getting them published.

His albums can be found on various music platforms with little listener ship, something around >500 on Spotify alone. There are two available for streaming one albums The Slot EP which is around 20 minutes and his other album which is one track (depending where you listen) around an hour in length.

The genre is compleltly unique to himself, anything of "The Slot" EP, I'd classify as found tapes collected as evidence on a crimescene. With muttered rhymes, screams and sampled tracks. Creepy stuff. Apparently he makes all of this with a tape deck. There is some footage of him recorded for a film festival that is low quality further adding to this sort of found footage style, like a rare sighting. I'm not even sure if the guys even currently alive.

He seems like a nice guy, who enjoys what he does but man this stuff makes the hair on my neck stand up.

I'll link the short film, preservation project, and Slot EP for a quick taster below as well.


View: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e0HVdXbF_qo&list=OLAK5uy_nafkcKIieWTNGJRKzqbgqZ9QBEhuxLsxU




View: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B9q5VXHhiSw


 
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I wasn't sure to make this a thread or not, because there's only like a page of information about this guy. He goes by Cosmic Dennis Greenidge as a music artist. He lives in England and is somewhat of a cryptid. Well known in some area of London.

His work is nothing short of bizarre, creepy and childlike. He draws comic characters in crayon and sends them to local comic stores in hopes of getting them published.

His albums can be found on various music platforms with little listener ship, something around >500 on Spotify alone. There are two available for streaming one albums The Slot EP which is around 20 minutes and his other album which is one track (depending where you listen) around an hour in length.

The genre is compleltly unique to himself, anything of "The Slot" EP, I'd classify as found tapes collected as evidence on a crimescene. With muttered rhymes, screams and sampled tracks. Creepy stuff. Apparently he makes all of this with a tape deck. There is some footage of him recorded for a film festival that is low quality further adding to this sort of found footage style, like a rare sighting. I'm not even sure if the guys even currently alive.

He seems like a nice guy, who enjoys what he does but man this stuff makes the hair on my neck stand up.

I'll link the short film, preservation project, and Slot EP for a quick taster below as well.


View: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e0HVdXbF_qo&list=OLAK5uy_nafkcKIieWTNGJRKzqbgqZ9QBEhuxLsxU




View: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B9q5VXHhiSw



Strong Chris Chan vibes in his works, down to him just singing over music.
 
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There's an alley near me and we go down it when we do the neighbourhood clean up. It's usually full of the same brand of vodka bottle and they stack up.

This week when we were collecting there was a big splash of thick, vivid red blood in the darkest part of the alley (it goes between a daycare and a youth center, with street lights either end). The bottles we pick up are usually empty but this one had a lump of pink flesh in it which we think was a tongue.

The police came out and took it away but we didn't get any closure on what had happened.
 
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