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People be making horror out of being trapped in the spooky backrooms dimension meanwhile I'm just like "Oh neat this is just how uncanny I find the neurotypical capitalist hellscape" (hexbear.net)
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You don't have trap me in a fantasy liminal space, reality is my backrooms. Okay that was cheesy but you know what I mean. Yes, I know I'm doing the "Omg this is just like fictional thing!!!" Haha funny meme. But I have to say the reality under capitalism (especially as a neurodivergent person) feels like an uncanny horror dimension to me. Where I'm surrounded by surreal AI advertising, ugly missmatched unplanned cities, gardens and lawns that have been shaped to mimic nature but don't quite resemble it, people going through their fake motions living their fake lives that they insist I take part in, stay in character until I get the same stockholm syndrome they have and start to like it here.

Reality? Reality is our personal horror dimension that I've been trapped in all my life and you won't let me leave no matter how much I insist that none of this capitalist nightmare is healthy. Oof, once again I sound like a cheesy "this is society" meme but I have no other way to verbalising it outside of sounding like a jaded teen.

Anyway, internet horror movie was good even though I'm not usually a horror fan and found it a little "This is totally deep because psychology is involved and mentally ill people can't be saved from themselves" vibes. The actual liminal spaces and still lifes were cool as fuck. Reminded me of SCP.

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[–] 6 points 2 months ago (1 child)

I think a lot of people have these dreams about being lost at school, apparently just as a response to feelings of anxiety. But why is it so often school? (In your case, it's also a church.) I subbed at the same high school I had attended years earlier, and I was struck by how amazingly hostile the environment there was. It's so much like a prison, but it's pretending not to be a prison, it's a postmodern prison where a few wrong moves will put you on the path to real prison. It's dark and gray, there's a lot of people there who are pretty indifferent to you, it smells gross (chicken-fried steak smells from the cafeteria, mixed with chocolate milk), a lot of the doors are locked because everyone knows that there could be stochastic terrorism happening there at any moment, there are cops around, the teachers and administrators have an agenda that isn't always exactly humane, the bathrooms feel even more dangerous, the sporting events are so weird because they're the only thing that really excites large numbers of people (where there's also a higher-than-normal chance of violence or bloodshed). It just goes on and on. Capitalist society is itself a prison for the proletariat, so maybe these are proletarian dreams, an unconscious reminder that we are all right now in prison?

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  • [–] 8 points 2 months ago

    I don't think it's even that deep, but is more like an echoing Tetris Effect. For years and years you're trapped in this stressful environment where you have to rush from one place to another and you have to navigate it and be on time and it is "important" that you do this successfully every time, so it makes memories with the right kind of stress associations for dreams to pick up and go "ok let's rehearse this stressor so we're better at doing the thing that's probably important to survival or whatever" and then it's just jumbled up and incoherent because that's how dreams are.

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