Life just isn't as exciting anymore.

I have stopped watching movies as often as I did before for the simple fact that 1) 99% of the movies out there completely sucks 2) Movies make my life less interesting.

Not only do movies make my life miserable, books, comics, stories and even video games make life feel like it's just downright, BORING.

Take for example.

Just a glance at this picture tells you that he's going to unleash a can of whoop ass on you. Look at his muscles, his clenched fist. Hell, look at his bouncing hair. Oh man, and check out his outfit. Ripped at sleeves, gloves and a headband. He is the epitome of coolness.

Ryu never changes his clothes. If Ryu was in London, he would walk around in that outfit you see right there. People would fear him, look at his red eyes, down turned lips. You wouldn't laugh at him because he would shoot fireballs up into your ass.

If any HUMAN tries to walk down the street in such an outfit, he'd be a laugh of the century. There is no way you could walk down Leicester square wearing a headband and gloves.

Again, take for example.

Versus
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I wonder who looks a whole lot cooler.

On a more serious note. Media (this includes anything fictional) creeps into people's life without you even realising it. Many people don't realise that half the things we feel or know is based on what we watch on t.v.

Think about (oh i hate this word) love.

Relationships make someone's life feel movie like. Everyone hopes that their life and existence is unique and hopes to live in a story book type life. We hope that love is ever lasting, or hope for that special person who will "complete" you and of course, love at first sight.

Religio

Religion is another leading cause of fairy tale lives. Religion fills the void in peoples life which is purpose. It  makes life seem like a little story which ends with a happily ever after (if you decide to go to heaven of course). Humans in reality, don't have ANY purpose whatsoever. Sure we remember people like Mother Theresa, Einstein, Johnny Depp, Louis......

Vuitton and even Hitler. These people will be remembered for a very very long time, but cosmically, did their difference do THAT much? After 80 or so years of your existence, you will die. It's a fact of life, you will die.

This basically puts us thinking animals (huh? Humans are animals?) into a funny situation. We don't have an ultimate purpose to live.

TADA, in comes religion.

All religions talk about reaching enlightenment/heaven which is the magic white castle everyone strives to get into. Religion was made by man. Just as movies today depict men flying through the air and doing everything we can't. It talks of things that humans don't understand AND things we wish we could do. The bible is just another fictional storybook.

Whoa. This article was meant to be humourous, went a little off track sorry.

Moving on,

I wish I lived in a chaotic world where everyone carries guns and it's a dog eat dog world and people constantly dodge stray bullets that more than occasionally kill an innocent bystander.
oh wait.
That's America.

Well, I very often think about how utterly cool (I just looked into the microsoft thesaurus and it says I can replace cool with 1) Hip 2) Trendy 3) "With it") it would be if I could walk down streets with a massive trench coat, two desert eagles strapped on each side of my chest (which i'll remove by putting my hands in a cross because that's a whole lot more hip), a sub-machine gun on my leg and a complimentary bazooka on my back.

Haven't you walked down a street and thought "this would be a great time for music to be playing in the background". There was a time when I was climbing into my ex-girlfriend's gate and thought exactly that. In fact, I was quite upset that music WASN'T playing (surprise surprise) in the background. I even knew what kind of song would have been a perfect fit for that moment, it would've been a song with a cool guitar riff in the beginning, really upbeat...beat and the song would have lyrics would've been something about being reunited and sex. *Sigh*, as I sat in her garden in darkness waiting to hear the trendy song, I fell terribly disappointed and kicked her dog.

Oh oh oh. There was this other time when I was racing very dangerously down a highway and thought it would've been SO INCREDI-FUCKINGBLY "with it" if some hardcore music was played in the background. Well, maybe it was my stereo playing Marilyn Manson (Matrix 2 OST) but it would have also been cool if a camera suddenly spun around my car and showed me driving at 200Km/h, cutting through traffic like a mad dog.

Oh Oh Oh! Last one I swear. When you're walking up/down a tube station and a sudden blast of air blasts your hair back and your coat puffs up and you're walking down the passage, Matrix Style. You will then hear footsteps, which is precisely the moment for the camera to go slow motion and you spin around (with your coating opening up) and put your arms in a cross to pull out the magnums strapped to your chest. Except i'm missing the black trench coat, sun glasses and automatic weapons.

Yes. Well, not exactly yes. My guns would be a whole lot cooler, but you get the general idea.

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FAIL F-

I guess...well, all i'm trying to say is.....wait, what am I trying to say?

(I apologise for the interruption. I just remembered that I had this other cool picture that I needed to share with all of you. Who needs guns when you can shoot fucking CANNONS out of your hands and wear cool outfits)

Movies have ruined my life

If these movies never existed, I wouldn't have ever dreamed about shooting energy balls out of my hand, dodging bullets slow-mo while the world's perspective of you spins 360 degrees around, walking down the street with cool background musik playing.

*****revamped*****

In conclusion, because of media/movies/everything, my life has become an illusion or striving to be an illusion anyway. Hoping to live happily ever after with the girl of my dreams, a flash car and crazy adventures through my university years. The truth is, i'm going to end up in a 9-5 job for over 20 years of my life, end up marrying someone I accidentally knocked up, get two obnoxious children who end up hating me by the time they reach 14. A swollen prostate the size of a baseball, impotency and then a stroke to render half my bodily functions useless (it's too painful to move the other half anyway), so I end up in an old folks home, shitting myself till I finally get a heart attack and die.

Happy ever after my ass.

*Note to the human Ryu, if you come to this website and feel it is not appropriate for me to put up your picture. Just send me an e-mail and i will immediately remove the picture and find some Ryu-dress-up to put there.

**Note to the two matrix wannabes (Four to be exact). If you feel it is not appropriate for me to put up your pictures, send me an e-mail and I will immediately replace the picture with other matrix wannabes.

***There are a whole lot of matrix wannabes out there.