early sunsets over monroeville

 a zombie who wears a human skin and refuses to admit that it is living in costume, is still doomed to eat its own brains. what little brains it has, that is. a zombie is quite literally braindead. 

i crave more. i need more. im hungry. brains!!!! give me brains!!! my purpose is to keep moving, searching for something new to feed on. and there is no "because if i stop, im screwed". i simply just won't stop

zombies arent bright. they will never cease to look for brains because they do not realize there is a purpose outside of their craving. and it is not because the desire is too strong.

desires numb out over time for zombies. it is hardwired into them to be a braindead numb creature, and eventually even the strongest of your wants succumbs to your fate. no purpose but to view the sunrise and then watch it set, wait out the night and circle the loop everlastingly. thoughts, or lack thereof, narrowed down only to fulfilling the gap in your rotting skull. brains!!! im hungry!!!! im numb, i want brains!!!!

1. some zombies can feel pain. if it is bright enough to wear human skin, it is sensitive to this human concept in particular. seeing as pain is always remnant in the nervous system and it humanizes much more so than anything else ever did, zombies can get stabbed through the leg and feel it.

pain is the first step to being human. but it is not quite what makes you human. 

i live trapped in by all this mountain. the beauty of it, my good god is perfect. he gave me a chance at living, a gracious gift of a second chance at life. 

2. zombies can't form articulate opinions. they are confined to brains and only brains, maybe lungs or hearts or even livers. any organ, really. but my brain is dead now, my liver has only just begun to rot. 

beauty, as everything else man has created, loses it's spark once in the eyes of the undead. and beauty is too far down the list for a zombie to be able to check off when trying to disguise itself. 

3. zombies can feel pleasure, as when usually a zombie drowns out their numbing existence, it is done so in the form of pleasure. reminder, pleasure is always momentary. a shockwave of bliss and then back to feeling numb. most zombies only ever feels pleasure in satisfying its cravings. but a zombie too is sensitive to sound.

human skin suit zombies are musical creatures!!!! have YOU ever had a dance party with one? probably not, they're usually over before you could say "cerebrum"

there is three ways to break the curse. brains, pain, and sound. and we've established that brains suck. were doomed to eat ourselves anyway, and doomed to continue on afterwards. 

would it work to mix sound with pain? momentary, dont get ahead of yourself. all we know will be gone in the blink of an eye and will return to be numb. that drowning, cold blanket is all we really do know.

drown it out, music drowns it out!! does the rattle of the shotgun count as music? and as a zombie, my heart won't beat before pulling the trigger. i dont have one that beats at all. however i dont have the guts, either, to put it to my head. i am a zombie, silly! the only guts ive got are moldy and they smell like cum. 

good graceful god, why did you give me another chance? pull the trigger already, god. we all know i wont do it. if you love the world, god, then why do you let me live?