Monster96

It's crazy what's been happening lately. I have a relatively big family and, honestly I don't know a whole of them, but in the past two weeks two extended family members passed. Then, this morning, I just got the news that my aunty whom I've known all my life passed.

Whats going on? Why are so many people dying? In the past year I've lost 4 family members. All to sickness or to some sort of external factor.

I wish I was like John Coffey. I'm not religious, in fact God can fuck off, but I wish I could get healing powers. Imagine what life would be like if instead of dying, grieving, crying, people can celebrate, smile, laugh. Parents can see their sick children grow to be adults. People can see the world instead of seeing it through the windows from a bed. People can walk with their families instead of wheeling by their side. If I had supernatural healing powers, like the people in the movies I watch and video games I play, that could all be possible.

I often think that life is a punishment. Being able to live isn't a gift. It feels more like a curse.

I don't know if this is allowed. It's art but it's also music so...I dunno

As in the dream you had while sleeping.

Mine had me seeing the sky distort and turn into some sort of dimensional rift. I remember seeing black goo falling from the sky and seeing a large, sandstone ceiling cover everything. Just beyond the reach of clouds I saw a rocky ceiling with square holes in them that lead into the darkness of space. Then, after getting lost in an ancient pyramid, the sky then turned into planets phasing into one another. Like textures in a video game overlapping one another. I saw lights in the sky flying around like fireflies and hearing a voice saying "You're quarantined on this planet. You may not leave but we can."

I've heard that a phone lock screen can tell you a lot about the person. So, I'm curious.

We always hear about people's bad habits but what's your good habit? Mine is whenever I have a meal that has vegetables in it I always eat that first. That way I get it out if the way then I can enjoy the rest of meal without having to worry about eating it.

I've been working on this game on and off for the past 5 or so years and I'm finally getting to the point that I feel I can release a demo soon. I'm almost there.

I saw a video on YouTube a while back talking about obscure games (I've been searching for this particular video but I can't find it anywhere) and one of the games featured was a surreal, almost nightmarish looking game. It was a first person game where you were moving down a long road that had eyeballs on the sides watching you as you passed by. The sky was blood red and in the distance was completely black. If I remember correctly it looked like a retro game with 2.5d graphics.

I don't know if it was fever dream but I swear I've seen this game before.

What's the point of everything? What are we heading towards? There's got to be a reason why we were put here. Why was I put here? To sit at a computer all day and work for another person making spreadsheets and drawing a bird over and over again? Surely that can't be the reason.

I often hear that "life is a gift", but this is shittiest gift I've ever received. A life full of 9 to 5, too tired to do anything, alone all the time, bills, no money. In post apocalyptic movies there's the risk of death but at least they're alive. Have something to do and appreciating every moment they have breath in their lungs. But, not me. No reason to wake up early other than to be tired at a computer desk. Nothing to look forward to other than the morning coffee. Life is monotonous. Even with stuff to do it's a fleeting feeling. Disappearing the next day knowing that such an event is an anomaly. No fun is to be had.

Movies, video games, and YouTube provide the illusion of being alive. Of breathing for the first time. Of smelling the fresh air of a mountain top. Feeling the touch of a lover. Hearing the laugh of a friend. The feeling of being wanted.

But it's only an illusion that makes my eyes water and my back stiff. Instead of warmth, I get wrist pain. Instead of happiness, I get eye strain. Instead of a living, I get existing.

I read that our lives were born of star dust. Our world is perfectly situated to harbour the gift of life brought down from the void above us by asteroids and comets. The gift of life is unusual it seems. If that's the case...

Why was I put here and cursed to live this life of loneliness?