The sound of a record when it endsSubmitted by Murphy1844 at 2019-03-23 16:48:42 EDT
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It goes something like this: “Blip <fuz>, blip <fuz>, blip, <fuz>. It’s the fuz I’m interested in. The blip is pretty obvious.
The fuz is like the unsaid ending track on a record. It’s also like the unsaid never-ending track of human beings relentlessly buzzing in the background. It’s this constant noise that no matter what we humans can’t get rid of. The only literal way to get rid of this is a belief in a higher power or heroin. Heroin from a non-superstitious-point-of-view completely and fully silences the fuz and even the blips. Belief in a HP is complete nonsense.
I think the desire to void the blips and beeps of being a human is enticing. A smoke or shot of dope pretty much ends the record. So does daydreaming about God but that’s balls.
My controversial stance on this is why is that such a bad thing? Some people can learn to live with a constant hum in the background and some people can’t. The people who can’t live with the <fuz> chance it and stick the solution in to their bodies. This is called The Old Familiar Sting. Yes, it’s devastating to people around them, but any reasonable person already weighed the odds and the odds pointed to black tar or white powder. Both organically grown.
This isn’t a crisis. This is evolution. My hope is that, in the long run, people who are fundamentally unhappy thin out and leave room for people that are happier. The only condition here is to not make babies to distract yourself, and thus continue the cycle.
Get in the way, Nature!