What is the scariest shit you can think of?
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My scariest shit was in a dream. I took a dump in a bucket in the garage, and when rising and turning to look at it, it started growing into this spider that soon outgrew the garage. I chose to wake up at that point as I'm not too keen on spiders.
That was my scariest shit. I cannot think of any scarier ones.
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For me personally being out in nature with no cover and encountering a thunderstorm right above me. Most scary things are scary because I read about them at some point or heard about them in the news but the fear of getting struck by lightning is much more archaic.
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Yes, that's true, of course, and it's the reason why no clear patterns can be found here. However, as is often the case with conspiracy theories, this could also be dismissed as a distraction from the conspiracy.
But you are absolutely right: we should stick to the facts—this idea is just a nightmare scenario for me because even in democratic systems it would make freedom, self-determination, and above all the hope for better times almost completely impossible.
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Being buried alive.
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Having rabies and not knowing it until it's too late
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going to the park with your kids and letting them play on the playground while you sit 3 feet away.
then realizing you can't see them anymore, and no matter how loudly you call for them, they don't answer.
being a kid at the park and getting dragged off to a van where you're crying and screaming for your father but he doesn't look up to see you. as you're dragged into the van and the doors close, your world is encapsulated in darkness and you know you will never escape.
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My scariest shit was in a dream. I took a dump in a bucket in the garage, and when rising and turning to look at it, it started growing into this spider that soon outgrew the garage. I chose to wake up at that point as I'm not too keen on spiders.
That was my scariest shit. I cannot think of any scarier ones.
Ooooh you should read Cursed Bunny's first short story called The Head by Bora Chung.
Or maybe not, because that shit scared me when reading it.
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The normalisation of genocide, pantopicon surveillance, neoliberal fascism.
The moral framework of the West turning out to be meaningless propaganda.
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Non-existence.
Just thinking about not existing at all gives me this gnarly feeling of primeval fear.
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Imagine every day, your muscles get just a little bit weaker. Maybe you can't open a container you used to be able to. Or you find you can't lift your arms high enough to shampoo your hair anymore. No matter how much you try to exercise, it never helps. Pain sets in due to incredible stiffness. Your fingers start to curl up until they are nigh unusable. Entire limbs become gnarled.
Eventually you lose the ability to walk. Then speak. Then eat. And finally, even your breathing muscles become so weak and paralyzed that you constantly aspirate due to your inability to cough. Recurrent infections set in. Then you die of respiratory failure.
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Having rabies and not knowing it until it's too late
Having it at all is already too late.
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The Head by Bora Chung
Looks awesome, great recommendation!
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Emerging evidence of abrupt changes in the Antarctic environment
...evidence is emerging for rapid, interacting and sometimes self-perpetuating changes in the Antarctic environment. A regime shift has reduced Antarctic sea-ice extent far below its natural variability of past centuries, and in some respects is more abrupt, non-linear and potentially irreversible than Arctic sea-ice loss. A marked slowdown in Antarctic Overturning Circulation is expected to intensify this century and may be faster than the anticipated Atlantic Meridional Overturning Circulation slowdown. The tipping point for unstoppable ice loss from the West Antarctic Ice Sheet could be exceeded even under best-case CO2 emission reduction pathways, potentially initiating global tipping cascades...
This is just an example from today, but overall the climate news from recent years scares me more than anything else. Insect counts are plummeting globally, wildfires are getting noticeably worse everywhere, all of the ice is receding, ocean currents are destabilizing as the temperature patterns in the air and the water shift, and crop growing seasons are changing. I get the impression that the predicted climate changes are not only happening now, but are accelerating noticeably.
Unpredictable food production is bad bad bad. If you watch the series Fall of Civilizations, one of the most common elements of collapsing societies is destablised food production (not necessarily no production, just irregular). If this happens globally, everything stops and people start dying in large numbers.
Personally, this is the only political issue that really matters. Every other thing that people argue about is just rearranging the deck chairs on the Titanic.
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Glacier collapse causing sea levels to rise.
Global ocean currents failing.
A meteor hitting the earth.
The next pandemic
Locust
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Having it at all is already too late.
Only once you have symptoms is it too late.
You can have it for years before symptoms appear, though the average is two months. If you get vaccinated before then, you're good.
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Cancer. Everyone has a bunch of fucked up cells at all times, but your body keeps you healthy by repairing or killing them, time after time after time… until one of those cells says “fuck the system” and goes rogue. No one is safe.
Yup. My SO got mouth cancer a couple years back in their early 30's, even though the operation was succesful and chemo & radiation worked and they'll be considered cancer-free in about 9 months, the fact that it happened so early means it's quite likely they'll get it again. How does one live with that information? And as a partner how do I build my life around it? Of course it's possible they'll never get that shit again, but it would be foolish to not prepare ourselves mentally for the worst. If it's around the head they can't get more radiation. If it's in the same place than the previous one they'd would probably lose their ability speak, eat properly etc. The chemo probably made them infertile so if we'd like to have biological childer we have just a couple years to make the decision, and I have restrictions about that so we'd have to look for other opportunities anyways, and we should start looking for them now but we * can't *. If we move elsewhere, as we'd like to, the chances are they won't get as good treatment as here. I don't feel like I'm ready to consider all this in my mid 30's while I'm still trying to find my place in the world. So yeah, fuck cancer.
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Glacier collapse causing sea levels to rise.
Global ocean currents failing.
A meteor hitting the earth.
The next pandemic
Locust
Super VolcanoesLocust Super Volcanoes
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What I'm living with right now.
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Imagine every day, your muscles get just a little bit weaker. Maybe you can't open a container you used to be able to. Or you find you can't lift your arms high enough to shampoo your hair anymore. No matter how much you try to exercise, it never helps. Pain sets in due to incredible stiffness. Your fingers start to curl up until they are nigh unusable. Entire limbs become gnarled.
Eventually you lose the ability to walk. Then speak. Then eat. And finally, even your breathing muscles become so weak and paralyzed that you constantly aspirate due to your inability to cough. Recurrent infections set in. Then you die of respiratory failure.
wrote last edited by [email protected]And the entire time, people shame you for being lazy and not exercising. They blame your diet, your screen-time, and gleerfuly take joy in your "just" suffering.
EDIT: You then find an actual cure, and are desperately using it. You can barely keep up, then someone yanks it out of your hand "stop using that! It's making you worse!".
Having no other choice, you slowly wither alive.
