A modern myth

It's Friday the 13th.

I can only hope a large musclebound psycho with a hockey mask doesn't murder me in the most gruesome way. Come to think of it, the Friday the 13th movies were pretty horrible even for their time. Does that mean I hate them? Of course not, I freaking love all of them. They have a stupid charm that can only be outmatched by the Nightmare on Elm Street series. I never was a big Halloween fan so I just leave that out. I know it's the big horror/slasher triumvirate for many people, but Halloween just never cut it for me.

But I'm not here to talk about the movies right now, I'm here to talk a little about the whole Friday the 13th myth. Being an atheist and skeptic myself, I can say right now that it's a bunch of baseless silliness. Well not exactly baseless, but the things giving it a base are pretty stupid too. You can all check out the origins of this myth on this WIKIPEDIA page. I could make some long winded, solid argument against the whole thing, but hey... if you're a rational and well educated person, you can probably tell that it's all make-belief. But that's just how we people are... we tend to believe any far fetched stupid stuff if enough people believe in it.


What I'm trying to say is this; don't believe this superstitious nonsense, it's just another day in the calendar, only difference is that it's over-mystified by the masses. You have nothing to fear, you can go outside the house, you have the same chance to have something terrible happen to you just like on any other day. Hmm... that didn't came out right now did it?

Now if you excuse me, I have to check the door. My neighbor gave me a phone call that a nice looking young man with a hockey mask is standing there since hours. He must be lost and looking for directions, god forbid maybe he's hurt from that hockey match he probably attended.

Solitude by the Window

As rays of sunlight seep through the small holes of my shutters I turn on my back on the bed and take a deep breath. The fan near me gives a constant, but tolerable buzzing sound and a relieving breeze from the sultry hotness. The papers on my desk weave in the air as if they try to tell me to move... to tear myself away from this perpetual limbo I'm in right now. But I'm enjoying it. It's the strange, a bit unsettling but at the same time really serene feeling, sort of an emotional paradox. I feel like I should do something... but I won't, no sense of urgency, nothing to do. I don't really want to change anything right now; even the slightest change would ruin this idyllic picture. What a serene and happy feeling... gives you the opportunity to rest, relax and think.

You know it's sad how most people can't just sit back or lay down on the coast on top of a small dock. Just listening to the sound of the world surrounding you, watching the water ripple. I wonder why most people can't do that anymore. It may sound like a terribly over-used cliché, but be honest, friend; when was the last time you did something like this? Think about it, don't just pretend, but do it for real. Always in need of some input, letting no respite for your own self, constantly feeding your brain with useless data, forcing it to multi-task all the time. Thinking is not boring for it is the sole ability that separates us from the rest of the lifeforms on this planet.



The next time you have free time on your hands, when you can do whatever you want think about all this. Don't play videogames, don't watch a movie, don't even turn on your computer, console or TV. Go out or if it's raining sit near the window and just listen. Listen and think, try to truly relax, let go of yourself. Take some time to give yourself a much needed respite.

You will be happier.