"Do not look into the Abyss, because the Abyss looks into you."
Sounds pretty simple dosent it? At first glance, its totally sane and normal, but Shauna, being a stupid fuck, has to look at things deeper. Why? How the fuck should I know?
Ok, so you look into the abyss, and it looks into you. Big deal, it sees you. But what if it sees the real you. Everything you've ever hidden, everything you've ever wanted. Feeling uncomfterble yet? You cant be totally pure. But even if you were, you touch the abyss, and it touches you. You leave a part of you in the abyss, and you get a part of the abyss. But say your not the first person to look down. Joe the serial killer looks in. Then phedophile Anne. Now you have peaces of them floating around your aura/soul/exsistance/ect. How do you feel now? Will you act on the urges that are now inside you? Will you awaken one day beside the slaughtered body of some poor asshole who wandered in at the wrong time? Will you look at children diffrently, a vauge discomfort, to minor to pinpoint, but always there?
And does everything hurt us in this way? Every time we listen to the moralistic bullshit crammed down our throught, does the preversions of the clergy who cant keep his hands out of the alter boys pants cover us with his 'sin'. Or does the happy gay couple press a little of there 'evil' on us, even if they arent doing anything, except loving eachother?
And what about the 'experts' who claim that todays 'dark' music is causing people to kill themselves, while Hanson gives people unreal expectations for life?
I cant speak for others, but Shauna likes to listen to sad music when shes sad, because then she knows shes not the only one feeling that way.
If all she heard was happy bullshit, wouldnt she feel like a freak, someone who should die or eat brain candy (prozac, zoloft, valium, ect.) to fit in with the normalisy of the human way of life? Shouldnt people be alowed to feel what they want, or die when they want? And isnt there suposed to be something called free speach? Are we going to cencor anything that doesnt fit in with our moralistic veiws of god people who cant keep there hands out of little boys pants?!
Shauna may be a fucked up fool, but she smart enought to know it. And she smart enough to know when shes being fucked over by people deciding for her how she should live, love and die.
Cant people keep anything to themselves? It almost seems like society demands that we must rush of to a theripist to tell every little detail of our life, and probly not even fix the problem, just repress it with drugs.
Shauna uses drugs to make herself happy. But she knows real life will come back and wont run away from it.
Because, my friends, if life wants to fuck you, its going to. And theres not a damn thing you can do about it.