on the matter of spirits and spooky shit going bump in the night etc: i don't believe ghosts and shit actually exist. i used to be pretty superstitious, but eventually i just kind of gave up. i came to a realisation that we are literal Earthlings, when we die we decompose like everything else on this planet. think trees. if Earth was a tree, we would be the leaves growing, then dying, falling off and rotting and leaving room for more. if people started living on Mars or any other planet with no adjustments to gravity you would have people growing according to their environment and becoming physically different to Earthlings/us.
i mean, less gravity than Earth would make humans grow taller and elongate (
MARTIANS), so because we seem to grow like a cross between bacteria and fungus it makes it difficult to believe some ethereal or transcendent piece of
something is going to hang around the general area of where 'it happened' on some planet forever (or maybe not, maybe just for an extended length of time) waiting for organic life to stumble into it's presence so it can do the whole "wooooOOOOOOoooooo! i had my head chopped off in 1479 and i'm still pissed off about it!" spiel. why? if aliens triggered it, would they be bothered? would they just blast the apparition or haunted golf club bag or whatever with a stupidly-powerful ray gun? would they? can Jesus tell me this? is Jesus an alien? huh?
but yeah, we die and rot or get incinerated or cryogenically frozen or whatever you prefer. i used to believe in a possibility of spooky shit, and i've had a lot of it happen to myself and people i know, but in the grand scheme of things? nah. life is cold, unfair and godless and also delusional if you believe everything everyone tells you, but at the same time life is what you make it. it will only be cold and godless if you allow it to be, including doing absolutely nothing. doing nothing can be a big condemnation. life is a void, you need to fill the void. we're just carbon-based lifeforms that sprouted on this lovely soft ball of moist greenery we're slowing raping. we need to spread to OTHER WORLDS
including the moon. all the moons. moons are fucking cool.
also: ghost aliens? great! we could go to old worlds where the original inhabitants had been wiped out and gather information from all the poltergeist shit and apparitions flying around. don't get me wrong, i still find ghost stories and shit great, but i don't generally believe them. yeah, odd shit happens, but
a lot of it can be put down to 'something else more feasible'. there aren't many genuine 'ghost' stories where all other possibilities were systematically eliminated and it really was a phenomenon. plus fear is a big contributing factor to the whole experience, and fear doesn't make people think straight. it can accentuate the situation. like those Most Haunted things on TV, they make me fucking laugh. bunch of people running around a spooky castle/prison/mansion at night scaring the shit out of
themselves. more emphasis on
themselves.
ghosts are cool, they just don't exist. that said, i still won't ever use or even touch a Ouija board. fuck that. i just have an instinctive feeling i should stay away from all that kind of shit, including voodoo magic. and i mean proper voodoo magic, where you have a crazy old shaman dancing around naked with a dead chicken and a bucket of blood who orders you to skewer a voodoo doll repeatedly with hot needles or be beheaded. you know, proper magic. you can't get the magic to work if you're not fearing for your life.
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