Horror is like the humor, the one without the other can't exist. Horror makes life more interesting like the humor!

Very often people have a very limited way of thinking.

False humility is the pride of not being proud, real humility is without the consciousness that pride exists.

As survivors and procreators, we unravel stories that at their root are not dissimilar from the habitual behaviors seen in nature. But as beings who know they will die we digress into episodes and epics that are altogether dissociated from the natural world. We may isolate this awareness, distract ourselves from it, anchor our minds far from its shores, and sublimate it as a motif in our sagas. Yet at no time and in no place are we protected from being tapped on the shoulder and reminded, __ou__e going to die, you know._ However much we try to ignore it, our consciousness haunts us with this knowledge. Our heads were baptized in the font of death; they are doused with the horror of moribundity.

Consciousness set goal independently, achieves them through will and evaluation of results

Whatever comes to your consciousness is what you act out.