In the dark past before history began, humanity learned to fear. Huddled in the darkness on the plains of Africa, our earliest ancestors listened as lions stalked through the night around them. Deep in the caves of Europe, later men kept watch around their fires in the snowy winter, telling stories of horrors living hidden in the gloom outside. In the Middle East, just as the Sumerians began to scratch cuneiform on stone tablets, farmers sacrificed their livestock to demons they believed lived in the desert. Stories were reached, spread, and infected through the generations. Some for understanding of life, and others for strict rules.
Over time, weve learned to control our fears. To take them down to size. The lions in Africa were held back by fences of barbed plants, then hunted down with guns to near extinction. The horrors in the snowy winter of Europe were cast aside by the retreat of the glaciers and by the flaming torch of human progress. The demons living in the sand lost their sacrifices as time went forward.
In the twenty first century, we have the internet, we have half-mile high buildings, we have networks of roads spanning continents and air traffic going around the world. We look to horror stories, thrill rides, and late night television gore-fests to satisfy our psychological need for fear here in the western world. Its almost like fear is a toy for us now shear entertainment where our understanding of fear is not fear at all; we only know true fear a few times in our adult lives.
So sad isn't it?
- Mood:
Pride - Listening to: Don't Fear The Reaper - Blue Oyster Cult
- Reading: Resident Evil updates...
- Watching: Orphan...( that movie is awesome! )
- Playing: Marvel VS Capcom 2
- Eating: Not eating anymore.
- Drinking: Sobe Lizard Lava.