Feel better, friend.

The mouse scurries across the path at night under the blurriest HDB lights. It hurries and scampers furtively, No worries, your secret is safe with me. A moderately-sized cockroach escapes, out on one of its midnight escapades. It creeps along a construction site - your secret's also safe with me tonight. Isn't it a bit too late eh, alate? You have to let your love of lights abate! This addiction will be your true downfall, but I promise, my lips are sealed, for sure. Ah, mosquito, out for a late night snack? Allow me to serve you this... one tight smack!

Playboy:  Thanks to those special effects, 2001 is undoubtedly the most graphic depiction of space flight in the history of films — and yet you have admitted that you yourself refuse to fly, even in a commercial jet liner. Why? Kubrick : I suppose it comes down to a rather awesome awareness of mortality. Our ability, unlike the other animals, to conceptualize our own end creates tremendous psychic strains within us; whether we like to admit it or not, in each man’s chest a tiny ferret of fear at this ultimate knowledge gnaws away at his ego and his sense of purpose. We’re fortunate, in a way, that our body, and the fulfillment of its needs and functions, plays such an imperative role in our lives; this physical shell creates a buffer between us and the mind-paralyzing realization that only a few years of existence separate birth from death. If man really sat back and thought about his impending termination, and his terrifying insignificance and aloneness in the cosmos, he would ...

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