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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.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.
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.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.
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.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.
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.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.
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.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.
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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Cosmic Dennis Greenidge
This is just a repository of Dennis' work, created by a fan, non-profit, in order to archive and preserve his artcosmicdennis.bandcamp.com