the human fear of the unknown.
Put yourself in this situation. It is 3.33am in the morning (no significance, just coincidence). You jolt awake from a nightmare. It was about you sitting in a room full of Wei5full’s photographs on the walls, with only siew mai for food and the solitary window showing scenes of acid rain corroding someone’s face. He looks familiar. But you don’t really know who. You look around and decide that you must either suffer or die. You decide to kill yourself by banging your head on the wall. You charge towards the walls but before you reach it you have already collapsed due to looking at Wei5full’s pictures at too close a proximity. You wake up. And you need to go to the toilet urgently…You trudge down to the toilet, cursing the water you were drinking before going to bed. Then you decide to curse the potato chips that made you drink the water. Then suddenly you think about your nightmare. Your spine starts to shiver and you look around to see if any elements of your nightmare might just come true. As you approach the toilet, you freeze. The lights of the toilet are off, the door slightly ajar. Your mind automatically shifts to thinking what might be behind those doors. Why is it slightly ajar? Is the nightmare not over yet? Then you comfort yourself, telling yourself you already know what is behind the doors. Still, you flick on the lights before slowly opening the door, an on seeing a familiar sight, calm down. Your fears were nothing but a result of overimagination, just like this post. Suddenly you let out a bloodcurdling scream. You saw something flash across the corner of your eye. You turn to face your fate…
It was a lizard.
See? Something so trivial like a lizard in a toilet during a bathroom trip can be turned into a horror story. Just turn up the eerie music, blur the cameras and some shaky cameramanship, with no narration. Let people come up with their own version of the story. Why is this effective? Because somehow, we fear what we don’t know. Why? I don’t really know. It must be inborn in us. Since we fear what we don’t know, we try to use science or religion to give things reasons. It comforts us. We “know” what is going on once there is evidence on how and why something happens, what the thing is et cetera. Sometimes, I feel, there is no need to try to understand what is beyond us, things like ghosts and the supernatural and the likes, Physicks, Chemystery, Maturdmatics. Do what? I am not the solution come up with-er.
There is always another side of the coin though. Without this curiosity or “need for comfort” in “knowledge”, where would we get what we have now, new inventions and such. I think that some of this understanding in Physicks, Chemystery and Maturdmatics along with some other things might be useful. But think of how much we are destroying the world with new inventions and the “progress” of science.
However, this might yet be a good thing. Maybe after this post, one might discover something new about humans. The innate human ability to come up with such a huge pile of nonsense that is so out of point that it actually makes some sense with such a trivial inspiration. My inspiration for this post was stepping on a cockroach in the toilet when I did not turn on the light.
justin.
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