CHOCOLATE TOWNHOUSE

The Feral Kid by Holy Sons

This song is just great. The bridge part is very, very creepy and has been heavy on my brain for a few days straight now. It's fit and influenced my mood as of late, which I'll describe at the bottom, if you care.

Don't Bother Me by Bad Brains

This song does NOT sound like it's from the 70s and by a bunch of black Rastafarians. I think it'd sound more appropriate a few years from now, when people are done catching up with these guys.

Stien by Dimmu Borgir

So good. Best of the best of hokey, melancholy melodic black metal.

So anyway. I've been thinking about how out of place I feel in the "modern" world, and how I tend to try and escape from reality. Simultaneously, I've been thinking about how far humans as a whole have strayed from our natural lifestyle, environment, and behaviors. About how disgusting it is that we are destroying the very world we arose from in order to further this horrible, rewardless, and synthetic "modern" world. I realize that the human race and earth itself are destined to collapse if the industrialized world grows at the way it is now. And I hate it with every fiber of my being. I don't think I've ever felt so wholly disgusted and passionate by and about something. The phrase "this is not our world" has been looping in the back of my mind for the past few days, and I've felt more bummed than I have in a long time. And yes, if you've even read this far, this is the kind of thing I get depressed about. I know it's weird.

This is taken RIGHT off of the Wikipedia page for 'Escapism' and I read it and related with every word of it: Escapism is mental diversion by means of entertainment or recreation, as an "escape" from the perceived unpleasant or banal aspects of daily life. Some believe that this diversion [escapism] is more inherent in today's urban, technological existence because it removes people from their biologically normal natures. Entire industries have sprung up to foster a growing tendency of people to remove themselves from the rigors of daily life. Principal amongst these are fiction literature, music, religion, sports, films, television, roleplaying games, pornography, recreational drugs, video games, fashion and the internet. Many activities that are normal parts of a healthy existence (e.g., eating, sleeping, exercise, sexual activity) can also become avenues of escapism when taken to extreme.

And it hit me that humans as we are now resort to hiding from reality because of how much, excuse my language, our reality fucking sucks.

This bit, which also rang very true for me, was taken from the first section of the so-called "Unabomber Manifesto": The Industrial Revolution and its consequences have been a disaster for the human race. They have greatly increased the life-expectancy of those of us who live in "advanced" countries, but they have destabilized society, have made life unfulfilling, have subjected human beings to indignities, have led to widespread psychological suffering (in the Third World to physical suffering as well) and have inflicted severe damage on the natural world. The continued development of technology will worsen the situation. It will certainly subject human beings to greater indignities and inflict greater damage on the natural world, it will probably lead to greater social disruption and psychological suffering, and it may lead to increased physical suffering—even in "advanced" countries.

So I started researching the movement that this guy was most aligned with (intentionally or not). That'd be something called "anarcho-primitivism". I read the wikipedia article on this movement, and section by section, each statement embodied my mindset perfectly.

I know the fall of the modern world is going to happen. I pray it's within my lifetime, because that shit is cake. You won't see me rotting in a grave when there are no food resources left and infrastructure is crumbling. I'll be surviving like human beings should.

BUT, until then... Don't criticize me while I hide away from this banal "civilized" world. WoW4lyfe bros.

This world is not ours.