New page: "The Food Chain: Esoteric Lessons From the Energy of the Sun" by Vexen Crabtree (2007), conclusion reads:

"What appears at first to be a purely technical matter; studying the rise of energy from basic single-cell life forms through the trophic levels to the predators that gather food over massive areas, can lead us to some serious exobiological, philosophical and even theological debates. Firstly, advanced alien life is likely to find it hard to gain enough energy to survive from digesting us alone, so probably won't be inclined to try. But alien life may well use different metabolic pathways and different biological chemicals so we may find each other utterly inedible and potentially very poisonous. If life in the universe is generally carbon-based, then, it is possible aliens could digest at least parts of us. But they probably won't, as space-faring advanced species have probably out-grown genuine carnivorous diets, as perhaps we are doing by relying on increasingly processed food (eventually grown in vats) coupled with increasing care for animal rights. Now, dietary exobiology aside, the very fact that life evolved from its unconscious, automatic beginnings, to rely on a cycle of life and death (where life survives by killing other life) indicates that if the cycle of life has a 'designer', such a God is an evil one. Only an evil God would design life so that to stay alive, animals have to kill other animals. This 'victory of death' is the exact opposite of what a good god would have designed, where all animals and plants survive on mystical energy from heaven without need for killing or competing for food ('victory of life')."

Tags: aliens, biology, death, earth, ecology, energy, evil, evolution, exobiology, food, life, predators, prey, satanism, sun, trophic, vampires, zombies
Current Location: German
Listening To: "Recoil" by Flesh Field

If zombies were taking over the world, their braindead religion would include rituals including eating flesh and blood and belief in resurrection. Knowledge would be useless and anti-zombie. The sciences would be anti-zombie, but as yet, no scientific solution for zombie states of mind have been found. Thank god that the zombies aren't amongst us! Oh darn.

www.vexen.co.uk/zombies/religion.html -> The Zombie Religion!

Tags: christianity, islam, religion, zombies
Current Location: Afghanistan
Listening To: "The Show Must Go On" by Queen

Zombies and Vampires!

In one genre of film, the elite are supreme and powerful and the 'normals' are weak and expendable. But am I talking about vampire films, where the vampires are strong and the masses are weak, or am I talking about zombie films, where the survivors are strong and the masses are weak? Actually... let's talk about both!

Tags: food chain, nietzsche, satanism, survival, vampires, zombies
Current Location: Afghanistan

Something interesting is going on neurologically, metabolically and biologically when the recently deceased become capable of getting up and trying to kill the living. Firstly, any pathological study must start with an examination of methods of propagation, so that the disease can be contained. Secondly, we look at the role of the cortex of the cerebrum in zombies and animals. A broken cortex results in more zombie-like behaviour, so, our description of zombie biology must account for the lack of a working cerebral cortex. Thirdly, zombie bodies are special. They do not feel pain, eat or drink. Normal humans die of thirst quickly. No zombie film has explained, really or fully, how the infection causes all of these unlikely symptoms. But we shall try...

1. The Methods of Propagation of Zombie Epidemics
2. The Zombie Brain
3. The Zombie Body
4. Why Don't Zombies Attack Each Other?

Tags: biology, neurology, psychology, zombies

Some Zombie film reviews, mostly of the George Romero series, 28 Days Later, Braindead.

Tags: film reviews, films, zombies

Dream: Delusional Fear!

Tags: dreams, horror, zombies

Yellow Zombies

There is a large complex of swimming baths, changing rooms, etc, attached to a high school building that has lots of corridors and people milling around carrying books and things. I'm wandering around, getting changed. I actually go into some old, dirty changing room that has peeling paint, is a bit echoey and scary, and has no other people in it! It's run down. I leave and go wander around, just wondering if I'll bump into anyone I know.

Some ill-looking guy with a yellow stain on his face is acting drunkenly. He vomits everywhere and people get disgusted and angry. I go away. Later, I see more people with this spreading yellow strain. I start avoiding these people. They seem like they're in a daze and they look ill.

I realized that I'm almost definitely having a zombie dream. Again. As if the movie industry doesn't make enough zombie films! The yellow sickness causes the zombies to vomit only every now and then, and the vomit spreads the sickness. They wonder around as if drunk, waiting to vomit, then try to vomit on as many people as possible. So they wonder into the most crowded areas, ill, swaying, with their "minds on their stomachs" like some of the evil pagans from what the Christians call the "Old" Testament!

But although slow-spreading and less violent, the school complex is getting pretty aggressive, unhealthy and dangerous as the numbers of these dim-witted, disgustingly diseased students increase. A number of these monstrosities stumble into the main swimming baths. The result is when the nightmare really begins... out of the swimming baths come a hundred bedraggled, semi-conscious zombies, spreading as a wave across the school. The living now understand what's going on, and a panic and a fight ensues. Zombies dreams and films are always the same... it becomes several pockets of desperate but resourceful people trying to isolate themselves from the rest of the dangerously-unthinking population.

But there's no protection from stupidity, and eventually it spreads to everyone. Although in this dream, the metaphor doesn't extend to having it spread by mass-media, but by the medium of liquid vomit and violence... two of the worst aspects of plagued times!

I climb up on to the roof of the building by some large, warm pipes. Once there I am being very very quiet, not stepping near the edge so that any zombies on the ground can see me and not stepping over skylights. I start barricading the roof, removing (unplugging!) the pipes that people could use to climb around, and building up a central part of the roof where no-one else can get up to.

And on that note... victorious, but, through being intelligent being isolated from the rest of the world with no hope of rescue, is where the dream ends! If only commercialist real life wasn't quite so easy a metaphor to make for zombie dreams :-(

In comparison to my actually-scary dreams, this one didn't involve any difficult amounts of exertion, didn't involve any actual direct fighting or knives, had no tramps in it, didn't have any loved ones being tortured and didn't involve any fearsomely indestructible demons from hell... but you know, it made up for it by being a zombie dream. Yay, zombies.

http://www.vexen.co.uk/d/yellow_zombies.html

Tags: dreams, zombies
Current Mood: bored
Listening To: "My friend of misery" by Metallica

*excited rarrrr* I haven't had a decent dream for ages!!! So here it is:

Arctic Zombies

We're on an expedition. There is snow and snow dunes in every direction forever. There are occassional trees. To survive, we build a camp by digging a hole a few feet deep and store our stuff and sleep there. It acts as a wind barrier.

One day one of us dies with a look of horror on his face. When we came to marking a grave, we couldn't find the body. It unnerved us. We travelled in a snow jeep to a new location and made a new camp. After a few days we realize our dead friend has crawled across the snow, his flesh black and purple, to come get us. He bites one of us. It's like a zombie film, anyone who is bitten or shares blood with one of the dead becomes one of them.

We all run away a long way and form a new camp. We keep lookouts and call for help. Help arrives, and they decide to stay to study what is going on. Time and time again we're all forced to flee, as the numbers of the living dead increase around us. Anyone who dies becomes one of them.

We decide to retreat to the medical center, the antarctic main base. On the way we are constantly besieged by the restless dead, including a child and a dog. We fight and evade constantly. All of us are eventually overwhelmed, stabbed, bitten or suffocated by the dead. I go the rest of the way alone and get to the station.

Inside, there is blood on the walls and only the undead to greet me. I wonder around aimlessly, avoiding them all. In the front reception, a nurse and a tramp and arguing. The tramp attacks me with a drawing pin that he was cutting himself with. I can't hold him off, and he breaks my skin. Then he laughs and staggers away. The nurse shouts at him and tells him to go tidy his room, and they both laugh. There is no-one alive in this station.

The last undead are running out of energy and dropping to the floor; now all the living are dead, their job is done. It's getting very quiet. I produce a Christmas card, and as I'm writing it a living friend, Orinoco, is with me. He sniggers at my black humour as I address and finish the simple card:

"Dear Hellraiser and God:

I hate you

From Vexen & everyone"

Throughout the dream I had felt that Hellraiser & his subservise pleasures were the cause for the humans losing thier lives. It was only a bit scary... maybe if this heat continues, I'll have some better ones :-)

Arctic Zombies (Online)

Tags: death, dreams, god, hellraiser, zombies

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(I'm fairly sure Blade 2 has came out, so I'm calling this Blade 3)

I wasn't in this dream, I was an absent observer, just seeing things, it was like watching a film. No emotions in it, no urgency or fear. Just vague interest. Likewise, it was non-lucid, and I had no control over which direction the dream was going but I did occasionally have thoughts during it.

Presently, Blade (the character from the film, yes) is putting on his black padded outfit to go on a mission. He walks off, on the way he nearly bumps into a semi drunk tramp, but moves out the way at the last moment. After he disappears, spookily, another Blade returns in a car and gets out. This one is... a fake Blade. In the dream I thought "oh dear, what a chessy plotline this is". He returns to the base, the tramp sees him walk past again and gets confused.

OK. Blade isn't in the rest of the dream, but the 'base' is. I see that somone has turned into a zombie, and they're holding a pick, or some weapon. I am seeing it mostly from the zombies point of view. But then someone shoots them.

Then, I see that there are multiple zombies. Many of the populace of the base have been poisoned over time, and today they've all turned into evil zombies who are trying to kill everyone else. Two gunmen are fighting them and shooting them. But, then a different gunman is on the zombies side. He is ducking behind a desk and shooting at them. One of the good guys jumps on to the desk and fires at the guy at point blank range.

Then, I see (from the point of view of one of the zombies) half a dozen zombies holding knives, walking towards a scared pair of scientists who are clinging on to each other. They can't escape.

Then I see a good scientist trying to figure out what is happening. He concludes that the zombie scientists had all been putting on weight recently, as a result of poisoned blood. This means that even before turning into zombies, these scientists had secretly been drinking blood from the blood stores.

OK, that's it.

Well actually it's not. The next part of the dream did have me in it. I was looking over some huge London Underground map, trying to plan which route we should take to escape. I done this for quite some time and it really is far too boring to possibly write about.

Tags: blade, blade 3, dreams, zombies
Current Mood: bored
Listening To: "The thing that should not be" by Metallica