k_belmont

have you ever sat around, alone, for so long that you finally use your voice, and it seems sort of, out of place... it's rather odd... i've been sitting around my apartment in boxers, and haven't spoken to anyone, all day... and suddenly i repeated something that i saw on tv, out loud... and everything seemed rather awkward and very out of place... i laugh, not because of what i saw and re-enacted as being funny (even though it was) but more due to the fact that it made me uncomfortable and i felt the need to bring myself back to reality by using my voice... it really shows off the machine nature of us all... it's rather like when video game programmers throw in something totally unnecesary into character artificial intelligence that gives their characters an awkward identity effect that is just downright eerie and overly realistic... like when you are walking down a long dark hallway, when suddenly a shiny ledge catches your eye... and you can see that it leads to nowhere... but you have some strange pull to it, and just want to find out if it is possible to stand on top of... so you begin to cause your character to act out a buffoon and hop around like a total moron trying to stand on this little ledge that would serve no purpose other than to stand on... and once you find yourself on the top of it, you sort of look around and as your artificial partner comes running up to catch up to you... you look at him like you deserve congratulations for finding a ledge that you can stand on that leads to nowhere... and suddenly the silence is broken by the artificial character as he speaks... and says, "what're you doing, dude... don't we have a princess to go save or at least something a little more important than standing around on a shiny ledge, proud of our moronic curiousity getting the best of us..." it just sort of makes us step back and realize that humans are f'in' weird... and we all have these ticks that cause us to do strange things that serve absolutely no purpose... like personifying a bundle of polygons into a character that has substance... humans interest me, in their eternal unrest drive to make every lifeless object into a living character with it's own personal identity... it goes all the way back to the first humans and all writings... when objects such as trees and rocks were made into characters in stories and drawings that have their own character identities... personification is a means for us to not feel so alone during the quiet uncomfortable times in our lives...