To me, a wolf with its teeth bared is one of the most frightening images I can think of. If something is going to be stalking me from the darkness, I'd rather it be a guy with a knife than a wolf. Animals affect my emotions more than most humans do. It's the same principle that makes me weep uncontrollably when a dog dies in a movie, even after the human body count has already started piling up. At that ghost lecture, the only thing that freaked me out was when he described a spot where certain people would hear the howling and growling of "spectral wolves" drawing near. Ghost wolves. Fucking hell.
- Gross Skin Things
For the most part, I'm not too bothered by severed heads, gaping wounds, splattering blood, etc. (in movies I mean; in real life I'd probably barf like a garden hose if I saw any of these). Much more bothersome are oozing boils, cancerous growths, or just really bad zits. I guess because most people are likely to encounter these things at some point in their life, through no fault of their own or even at the hand of others. Plus I just have a thing for nice skin (but surprisingly, "I enjoy the way your skin looks on your body" never works as a pickup line).
- Being Stuck in a Small Places
I'm not generally claustrophobic; I rather enjoy being paid to lie in the narrow tube of an MRI machine for hours at a time. But the thought of being in that situation with nobody around and no way of freeing myself, that terrifies me. When I was in high school, I wrote a story about a guy who had to wriggle through a small sewer pipe, where he felt something nibbling at his toes but didn't have enough room to turn around or even free his hands to swat it away. All he could do was wriggle faster. That idea has always resonated in the fear centers of my subconscious.
- My Future
I'm sure I'll write more about this later, but I'm about to finish school after being there my whole life, thrust into the real world, and I have no idea where I'll be or what I'll be doing at this time next year. That frightens me deep down. There's a bit of excitement too, sure, but the uncertainty of it is my number one crisis at the moment.
- The Planet's Future
I think it's a natural human instinct to go batshit crazy over the end of the world. Every culture has their apocalypse predictions. None have yet come true, but humans are now more powerful than ever, and I genuinely believe that the the technological singularity could happen within most young peoples' lifetimes. That's a make-or-break point; we either fuck it up so bad that this planet becomes a lifeless rock like the rest of them, or we end up in a near-perfect utopia. I have hope for the latter, but I fear the former.
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Given the time of year, a lot of people have been writing about what scares them (see EvilFlu, CarissaJaded, SnoopDogg). Never one to avoid a bandwagon, here is what scares me: