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Muley Graves - insists on staying
Jan. 10th, 2007 03:31 amI've got this fear of the deep sea. I've never been there, but I also never want to go. I don't like thinking about it and I can't stand seeing photos or artist renditions of what goes on down there.
It's inexplicable, but I guess all phobias are irrational. I never had a bad underwater experience. Once I went into the deep end of a pool without my floaties. I was frightened all right, but back in the pool that very day.
No thank you. It's too much to even think about sometimes. It's even more to think about how much worse it was millions of years ago when animals were huge. The only thing worse than a disgusting anglerfish is a giant one. Eels, forget about it. Remember the eel from the "Dire, dire docks" level of Super Mario 64? Times that by ten and take it the fuck away from me.
The reason I'm going on about this is because a few nights ago I had a dream that the Hofstra Student Center was a prehistoric aquarium and that there was a collosal great white shark swimming around in its tank, a Carcharodon megalodon. There wasn't much of a plot to the dream, just the terror of having to look at this monster pacing back and forth in a million gallons of water. I got scared of looking at the Megalodon, so I went upstairs, and on the roof were the kinds of Brontosauruses what had flippers, the enormous Elasmosaurus. Those beasts were on the roof and I couldn't take it anymore. And when I went back downstairs, the Megalodon was fucking ramming the tank wall!
The glass broke and all the water and the Megalodon spilled out into the Student Center. I narrowly escaped. Outside, the shark posed no threat, having brought upon its own demise. The dream then seamlessly turned into one of ominous brownish-gray clouds forming above and hurricane advisories. Real scary and epic stuff.
I don't like relating dreams really. And hearing other peoples' is interesting only sometimes. But I guess I mainly wanted to share this fear that I have of the Abyssopelagic zone. I honestly never want to be there. Fuck the inconvenient truth, my motivation to stop global warming is that I don't want the abyssal plain any closer than it already is.
"Carcharodon megalodon may have attained an astonishing maximum length of 15 m (50 ft), and weighed as much as 50 tonnes (49 tons)...With a mouth large enough to swallow a cow whole and broad, triangular teeth much like those of the white shark (but up to 17 cm [7 inches] high, as opposed to a maximum of 6 cm [2 inches] in white sharks, C. megalodon apparently fed on primitive whales and other large marine mammals."
FUCK THAT SHIT!
There's speculation, if not cold, hard, textual evidence, that the Megalodon still exists. I mean, for fuck's sake, they caught a giant squid, so who knows? If I ever find out that the Megalodon still exists, I'll up and lose all hope.
Fuck the sea.
It's inexplicable, but I guess all phobias are irrational. I never had a bad underwater experience. Once I went into the deep end of a pool without my floaties. I was frightened all right, but back in the pool that very day.
No thank you. It's too much to even think about sometimes. It's even more to think about how much worse it was millions of years ago when animals were huge. The only thing worse than a disgusting anglerfish is a giant one. Eels, forget about it. Remember the eel from the "Dire, dire docks" level of Super Mario 64? Times that by ten and take it the fuck away from me.
The reason I'm going on about this is because a few nights ago I had a dream that the Hofstra Student Center was a prehistoric aquarium and that there was a collosal great white shark swimming around in its tank, a Carcharodon megalodon. There wasn't much of a plot to the dream, just the terror of having to look at this monster pacing back and forth in a million gallons of water. I got scared of looking at the Megalodon, so I went upstairs, and on the roof were the kinds of Brontosauruses what had flippers, the enormous Elasmosaurus. Those beasts were on the roof and I couldn't take it anymore. And when I went back downstairs, the Megalodon was fucking ramming the tank wall!
The glass broke and all the water and the Megalodon spilled out into the Student Center. I narrowly escaped. Outside, the shark posed no threat, having brought upon its own demise. The dream then seamlessly turned into one of ominous brownish-gray clouds forming above and hurricane advisories. Real scary and epic stuff.
I don't like relating dreams really. And hearing other peoples' is interesting only sometimes. But I guess I mainly wanted to share this fear that I have of the Abyssopelagic zone. I honestly never want to be there. Fuck the inconvenient truth, my motivation to stop global warming is that I don't want the abyssal plain any closer than it already is.
"Carcharodon megalodon may have attained an astonishing maximum length of 15 m (50 ft), and weighed as much as 50 tonnes (49 tons)...With a mouth large enough to swallow a cow whole and broad, triangular teeth much like those of the white shark (but up to 17 cm [7 inches] high, as opposed to a maximum of 6 cm [2 inches] in white sharks, C. megalodon apparently fed on primitive whales and other large marine mammals."
FUCK THAT SHIT!
There's speculation, if not cold, hard, textual evidence, that the Megalodon still exists. I mean, for fuck's sake, they caught a giant squid, so who knows? If I ever find out that the Megalodon still exists, I'll up and lose all hope.
Fuck the sea.
