zombies

The abundance of small things, it'll bury you.

I've never really had time for romantic relationships. I have much more important things to worry about, like saving the world from zombies.

Clearly our current form of medicine will bankrupt us and simultaneously keep the chemical industry the number one money-maker as physicians nurture a nation of drugged zombies.

Zombies are familiar characters in philosophical thought experiments. They are like people in every way except they have no internal experience.... If there are enough zombies recruited into our world, I worry about the potential for a self-fulfilling prophecy. Maybe if people pretend they are not conscious or do not have free will - or that the cloud of online people is a person; if they pretend there is nothing special about the perspective of the individual - then perhaps we have the power to make it so. We might be able to collectively achieve antimagic. Humans are free. We can commmit suicide for the benefit of a Singularity. We can engineer our genes to better support an imaginary hive mind. We can make culture and journalism into second-rate activities and spend centuries remixing the detritus of the 1960s and other eras from before individual creativity went out of fashion. Or we can believe in ourselves. By chance, it might turn out we are real.

She turned back to the reporter, holding out the microphone. __'m not an expert, I'm a survivor. I hope you can learn how to be one yourself.

You have to stand out, do something, to be remembered.

We live, if we still do live, in a Sea of Chaos, out of which any fucking monster can evolve.

People nowadays talk about the world's problems like they're reading lines off a teleprompter. They recite what they're told and echo it without thinking. It has become easier to divide people than to unify them, and to blind them than to give them vision. We are no longer unified like a bowl of Cheerios. Instead, we have become as segregated as a box of Lucky Charms. Every day we see the same leprechauns on TV acting like they're the experts of everything.

To me, the best zombie movies aren__ the splatter fests of gore and violence with goofy characters and tongue in cheek antics. Good zombie movies show us how messed up we are, they make us question our station in society_ and our society__ station in the world. They show us gore and violence and all that cool stuff too_ but there__ always an undercurrent of social commentary and thoughtfulness.

I felt bad for the girls in my school, who flocked to prom like it was the second coming of Christ, complete with double-rainbows and unicorns.

[In case of zombie uprising] Marxists and Feminists would likely sympathize more with zombies. To Marxists, the undead symbolize the oppressed proletariat. Unless the zombies were all undead white males, feminists would likely welcome the posthuman smashing of existing patriarchal structures.

I recalled something I__ read a long time ago about Satan. When he appeared, it wouldn__ be as a demon but as an ordinary-looking guy with a convincing message of peace.

I was somewhere between angry and turned-on.

Jane woke, stretched, and decided to kill herself. If she hadn__ found a reason to live by the end of the day she would jump from the rig. It felt good to have a plan.

The toddler started making this whine/moan noise while pawing at Tabitha. I know as a woman I'm supposed to have this innate love of babies, but the truth is, they kind of remind me of zombies. They stumble around, arms out, moaning. And if they get a hold of you, they suck the energy out of you.

No amount of wavy blond hair nor evenings spent with her plump lips applying just the right amount of pressure to his various pleasure points could make up for the rotting carcass of a soul that resided beneath all that beauty.

Really the only time men and women get along is when women want sex.

Sometimes you have to do something ugly so that something beautiful can grow.