Sunday, August 22, 2010

We Are All Monsters

If you know me, you know I love the lore of the ghost story. What makes me mad sometimes is that people treat ghosts like Santa Claus. They don't, won't, and will never even think about halfway believing in them. To me it's just another thing people talk about to make life a little more livable. That's a weird concept, but the unexplained phenomena like big foot or UFOs or Snooki give people the extra spark in their imagination to think that maybe, just maybe, there is more to this world than a 9-5 job and Color TV.


Seriously, how is this a real thing?
They say that we have only explored 5% of the ocean. If the Earth is 75%.....doing the math.........failing at doing the math......we pretty much dropped the ball at being self aware humans. When you think about how lost we really are you've gotta realize that there is most definitely something lurking in the deep we have no idea even exists.

Sharktopus probably exists. Have fun on your Disney Cruise!
 So, how can you say things don't exist when half of the world is still waiting to be discovered? For all we know there is an underwater cave where Elvis, Hitler, JFK, and Sharktopus all live. Wednesday is always Margarita and Bingo Night in the Cave Club.

My kids this summer were fascinated by the concept of ghosts, and I had to hold my tongue when their 7 year old minds tried to explain to each other what a ghost was and what the limits of their power are. Now, I'm not saying I'm a ghost expert, talk to Bill Madison about that, but I believe in them and will continue to believe in them.

When you are young you believe in everything, you trust everyone, you are an open book. As time goes on you slowly throw away the things that make life weird. No more Santa Claus, no more aliens, no more monsters under the bed.

Little known fact: All Goosebumps books are Non-Fiction
 At the end of your life do you want to be thinking "Is this all there is?", or do you want to die happy knowing there is a T-Rex out there biding it's time until it rears it's bumpy head and eats a whole village in China? Personally, I will continue to check my closets and not swim in water more than 9 feet, because you never know what's out there, and you probably don't want to find out.

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