Evangelion will let you skip ahead 14 years…
Middle name’s The.
Evangelion will let you skip ahead 14 years…
Indeed. Culture, Politics, Religion, law and justice, end up becoming bad seeds in society because they get twisted to their extremes by the rich and powerful. Especially if you are religious. That bowing to authority in God makes it easier to just trust leadership without questioning that leaderships authority. We’ve created entire societies willing to fight inwards with each other because it is easier to trust and scapegoat than to question and be free.
This is the problem with everything in the US. We don’t settle on anything or finish the argument. We’re just stuck in an endless cycle of debate and argument rather than using knowledge and understanding to just answer the fucking question. Like trans rights and abortion is simply about body autonomy, or health insurance and wages is about ensuring a better more stable economy and healthier population. Instead we endlessly argue culture, religion, and price rather than progress and dividends through our actions. It’s infuriating but how do we change it?
SATANIC PANIC!!!
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Until the skyscraper sized Europan megalodon catches your scent, shatters the ice sheet like tissue paper, and makes an appetizer out of you.
Yeah it is a pretty neat idea. Not sure how I’d feel reliving the dream that deeply to make a longer story though. I got goosebumps just writing the post.
It was around the time that game L.A. Noir first came out. I ended up getting really sick with the flu and I was having these really vivid dreams where I was a detective investigating gruesome crime scenes and questioning suspects.
Anyways, my girlfriend at the time worked a lot of odd hours and she had a late shift on one of the days I was sick. So I crawled in bed around 6 or 7 pm hoping I’d get to see her and be feeling a bit better when she got home at 11. I’m exhausted so I immediately fall asleep.
So, I end up having another detective dream where I’m going over this murder scene where this lady was butchered in her kitchen. It’s even in black and white. I’m gathering evidence, questioning the neighbors and other passers by and talking with my partner who reminded me of Robert Stack from Unsolved Mysteries.
While all this is going on I start hearing someone calling my name. Real light and slow like it’s far away. At this point I feel like I’m obsessed with the case and really closing in on a suspect. My partner and I stop to take a smoke break and go over some ideas when I hear my name called again only louder. At this point it’s been escalating louder, closer, and clearer for what seemed like an hour.
I look at my partner and he’s reacting as if he heard it. So I ask him if the stress of the case was cracking me up or if he’d heard someone calling my name too. He just kinda wryly smiles as he looks down stamping out his cigarette under his polished black leather shoe and then just sort of chuckles to himself. He says, “Yeah… I heard it… I guess we’ll have to finish the case some other time.”
I start to argue with him asking him what he means. We can’t stop now… we’re getting too close to an answer! That’s when he finally lifts his head, sort of tips his brimmed hat back, and looks me dead in the eye as he puts his hand on my shoulder. We stand there in silence for a second when we hear someone call my name again only louder and closer this time. That’s when he squeezed my shoulder and calmly yet sternly tells me “None of this matters, none of this is real… It’s time for you to wake up now.”
I instantly shot up wide awake. It felt like I was pulled back into reality, like a rope literally tanked me upright in bed. Now, I’m sitting there just heavily breathing and sweating bullets when my girlfriend walked in and asked me how I was feeling and that she’d been trying to wake me up for like 5 minutes because she’s gotten some soup and crackers ready for me to try and eat.
The whole experience was just so odd I couldn’t shake it for like a week. She’d been the one calling me but that 5 minutes in dream time felt so much longer. Also, it felt surreal how my partner seemed to have real agency and how it all felt so real.
In the end, I never ended up having another detective dream or finishing the case. It’s like the facade of the dream world was shattered in that moment and my partner was kind of saying goodbye. I don’t know why I dreamed of a good man, friend , and partner like Stanford McCallister but I still wish I could thank him for waking me up.
Reminds me of Stan saying he passed way bigger squids than the one he harpoons when Francine was documenting and researching colossal squids on that episode of America Dad.
I kind of agree… I hated it at first but it grew on me.
It already realistically needs to be between 25-30 an hr to even be considered a living wage.
It’d be an awful shame if a nuclear bomb went off during the parade. The news the next day would probably read: Nuke in downtown DC, nothing of value lost.
The DJIA has lost over 10% in just five days and nearly 12% this year. This is a bear market regardless of what the news wants admit. You’ve got them all speculating on recovery, but I fear it is only going to get worse.
I hope we get rid of all these bastards once and for all. Their entire party and platform is and always has been a giant fucking sham that preys on the gullible.
Maybe they also get tortured and beat to live or have to SPIN THE WHEEL!? Oh no… You’ve lost your fortune and you got CHEMICAL CASTRATION! How unfortunate!
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https://www.platformer.news/leaving-substack-platformer-year-four/ This looks to be straight from the person that BroBot9000 was referring to. Interesting read.
If you can’t do it through legislation there’s always baseball bats, guns, fists, knives, and other useful tools to get the job done.
A SUCCULENT CHINESE MEAL?!