I just played... Dark Souls 2

Never have I felt so Hollow (haha, get it?)

A new world to explore (and die in)

                Have you ever fallen for someone? Become so mindlessly engrossed in another human being that he/she begins to dominate all the thoughts in your mind, become such an omniscient presence in the canvas of your mind that you begin to feel like he/she is like an infection scouring your brain? Furthermore, have you ever wanted to just say something, perhaps blurt out your feelings, so bad that you felt a little pin oscillating in your heart, constantly pricking it?

I just watched... Ghost in the Shell

 Existential Breasts.

                I have existential issues. I found that out when I was having a pretty good time one day and then suddenly the words “THIS TOO WILL PASS” resounded in my mind. Now, of course, that is a line to get out of those times when you’re feeling overly angst-y and melancholic about something that isn’t really even something to be melancholic because you have to just walk it off like a human being and not whine about it and feel that every sad song is about you, you self-absorbed miserable prick, but it’s also a line that you can apply to anything in life. Got a Dog? That too will pass. Thoroughly enjoying a new book, game or whatever? That too will pass. Finally whitened your teeth? That too will pass. I suppose an inevitable reality of our life is that everything ‘passes’, which is probably why we say that someone ‘passes away’ though I tend to prefer the more eloquent ‘existence terminated’ and when I’m feeling brash and rebellious I tend to prefer ‘died’.

I just played... Transistor

 A sword that is not a sword, with an awesome voice.

                I seem to be following my trend of existential sci-fi even when I don’t go around looking to do so. I am an existential person but I do like to go about occasionally experiencing something rather life-affirming, though a whole lot of the life affirming works plaguing me these days makes me want to do a root canal on myself using a buzz saw, but I suppose I can’t help the world. As the world buckles and heaves out yet another vampire-teenager-supernatural oestrogen centric work, I do turn around and enjoy showing these sci-fi works a fair bit more love, though I’d probably withhold on showing them such love considering that it is not love they are looking for.

I just watched... Bladerunner

 In the future: Indiana Jones became a bounty hunter after tiring of being President

                I find myself reaching a conclusion: Harrison Ford doesn’t play characters, he’s just himself in all the movies that he seems to find himself in. Let’s take a look at all his most iconic roles through adjective-based inquiries. Are they smug? Rogues? Sly? Non-Paragons? Of questionable base morality? Not quite the lover of rules? Now, which role am I talking about? Solo? Jones? How about all? Despite all this I find it amusing how he manages to still fit the role well… or does the role fit him? Oh dear the paradoxes.

I am playing... Dark Souls 2 - Impressions thus far

I don’t think I’ve ever been quite so pleased and disappointed by something at the same time.

Still used to this.

                I’ve always been a cynic about many things, but I’m also an optimist about many things. This has always left in a bit of a conundrum about many things, like if something tragic happens I don’t know if I should stand sullenly in a corner going “I knew things weren’t going to end well” or to go on a march declaring “We shall overcome.” I suppose in reality I’m the kind of person who believes that ultimately we are all going to go up in flames and slowly be reduced to ash, but it’ll be more interesting to burn while dancing rather than sitting sullenly in a corner going “I knew this was all going to happen” while my spleen spontaneously combusts.