Monday, April 02, 2007
The Unlinked Monster Story
Working at 2 am could be a scary thing. No matter if you're alone or with a friend, you might just imagine some sort of monster watching you from outside the closed shutter of your store.
But there's a lot things that can be defined as a 'monster'. You could call that four million year old tree in your backyard a monster because it's pretty huge. If you really wanted to, you could call the kid who you copy off in math class a monster, if only because you consider mathematics to be 'unnatural'. There's a lot to be covered under the general umbrella of monstrous things.
But to me, monsters exists not only in movies, but in real life too.
If you randomly walk into a movie theater, you're bound to see at least two horror films in the listing, waiting to scare cinema-goers off their pants, and giving the boyfriends one hell of time.
Perhaps the real reason people like horror movies is that being scared gets adrenaline pumping through your system, a leftover instinct from when it was fight or flight all the time. The adrenaline gives you extra energy for just long enough that you can get away or defeat ur enemy in battle. It feels good when you've got excess energy, like power flowing through your veins.
Movie monsters are the kind that get your blood flowing and your mind racing. Its a feeling of complete surrender to your instincts, if you allow yourself that. Such a thing is addictive and explains why there are so many horror movies. Movie-goers are addicts to the adrenaline, and producers feed their addictions.
Remember i was talking about real-life monster? Well, they are much scarier and much closer than anyone ever thinks. Did you know that every two and a half minutes, someone is sexually abused? This abuse happens more often than car accidents, mugging, and rape combined. Rapists, murderers, and abusers are abundant on the streets and in cities around earth.
The real difference between the movies and life is the effect it has on the people involved. You go to a movie and you can walk out at any time. If it gets too intense, you can close your eyes and cover your ears until that part is over. You're on the outside looking in when you watch a movie. In real life, there can be no escape. Women who try to leave their abusive partners are seventy-five percent more likely to be killed by him than those who stay.
Maybe the next time you go to watch a horror movie, you'll remember this and walk out of the theater before the movie starts. The real monsters aren't on the big screen; they're hiding behind facades of nice people who donate to children's hospitals every month.
It's the sad truth. And talking about monsters made me thought of heroes.
My hero didn't come to Cafe yesterday. Instead, Sab's hero did. Disappointment after disppointment after disappointment. I think i might just take a Redbull full bath later.
So Sab's hero a.k.a my irritating abg ipar came down to demand a double chocolate. And later he came again to deliver cafe items. And all the while, i kept a look out for my
Shalie and the Chocolate Factory...but to no avail. I seriously seriously need a redbull man.
Do any of you noe the redbull monster? If u meet him, please send my regards and tell him that Man Utd won Blackburn 4-1 and that i love Ronaldo so fucking much. Thanks love.
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