Say! Do you know a special someone who harbors a nagging, irrational conviction that something is horribly horribly wrong just beneath the surface of things?
Is there a person in your life who dreads the day she comes home early to find her loved ones pulling faces down over their skulls, or changing the batteries in the dog? (Does she always knock or clear her throat before she enters the room? This is a telltale sign.)
Or maybe you've got a pal who avoids the bathroom mirror in the mornings, sure he'll discover some overlooked nonhuman characteristic: an extra mouth in the back of his head, eyelashes he can flex like fingers, soft thick fur growing down the back of his throat?
Do you think they'd be more horrified by these revelations, or relieved?
And boy are those people hard to shop for, or what?
For those that suffer from suspicions that
everything is a robot, the album "s/t" by Electric President is superb, and also really great jogging music.
For songs to compliment your phobia of secretly being a monster, get the album "Sleep Well" by Electric President. It's a gloomier album, good for overcast days.
And for that special someone who believes
everyone to be actors hired by scientists in a giant, tightly controlled experiment, I recommend the story "This Person" by
Miranda July (you can borrow the book from me, if you like).
For the girl who has everything, including an unshakeable feeling that her entire life and everything that happens to her is a just a test of her character set up by a secretive benefactor who is watching her every move, I recommend finding jesus.
-- Post From My iPhone
