THE NIGHTLY CHILL
2019.09.23
By Steve Arviso
Laugh the Pain Away.


FIGHT THE DAWN!

As the sunlit sanity of the waking world burns the night to ash,
embrace the unbound madness of your wildest dreams,
laugh into the endless abyss of your darkest fantasies,
and rage against the coming dawn.

The Nightly Chill is the unstable experience of the mind and madness of Steve Arviso (@AmoralCrackpot). Mon-Fri. Ish.


CONSISTENTLY INCONSISTENT

  • BETWEEN THE CRACKS
  • THE IRRESISTIBLE UNMAKING OF THE JUSTIFICATION OF MANKIND
  • MORBID MOMENT
  • TRACK OF THE NIGHT
  • ELSEWHERE: MOH’KO

Everything feels loud.


BETWEEN THE CRACKS

Bradthollemew,

I accidentally left the gas on this morning as you slept. If you’ve received this letter in time, please be sure to turn it off. If not, then I’ve wasted not only paper and ink, but postage. Please, be more considerate next time.

My bad,
Ashlynnifer


THE IRRESISTIBLE UNMAKING OF THE JUSTIFICATION OF MANKIND

Written and directed by Steve Arviso, The Irresistible Unmaking of the Justification of Mankind is the animated interpretation of mankind’s existential crisis told in one act.


MORBID MOMENT (2019.09.23)

In a world where humanity is interconnected more than any other time in our history, where our daily lives, personal experiences, and intimate thoughts are shared for all to see and hear, you would think–you would hope–people witnessing a stabbing first-hand would do more than compete for the best angle, like literal bloodthirsty paparazzi. But as it turns out, nightcrawling isn’t just for shameless bottom-feeders and Jake Gyllenhaal anymore.

Last Monday, a 16-year old boy was stabbed and killed by an 18-year old during a fight over which one of them the girl was dating. And as he died there in a pool of his own blood, a group of over 50 teens watched and recorded and streamed this for the world to see, but not a single one did anything to help the boy.

Mankind rose from the sea and soil of this planet to become the dominant life form, harnessed the power of the elements like gods, and weaponized the atom itself. Our collected knowledge and history are accessible at the touch of a button, or by simply speaking the words to artificial intelligence created to do our bidding. And yet the first thing so many of us do when faced with any tragedy, hardship, or unfortunate circumstance is to stream that shit for like, five likes, and so some guy who thinks his mangy beard will mask his body odor can let everyone know how he would have used Krav Maga to defuse the situation.

Look. Kids have been invoking the Thunderdome strategy of conflict management for at least thirty-four years. But in only a few short years, we’ve gone from low-resolution videos of kids showing off their karate skills in schoolyard fights to straight-up live-broadcasting murder. And either we go on lying about how the internet, video games, movies, or anything else are the sources of some evil corrupting our society, or we can consider, even if only for a moment, the possibility that this world is made-to-order.


TRACK OF THE NIGHT

Tarzan Boy (1985) by Baltimora


ELSEWHERE: MOH’KO

Perhaps one of the silliest of the countless woozles and wutzits I’ve encountered over these years is the Moh’ko, a solitary, beetle-like creature whose diet consists entirely of the mucus found in the respiratory tracts of primates.

Though mostly harmless to almost all but the very young or the elderly, the Moh’ko’s insatiable hunger has seen it evolve the ability to stimulate the production of mucus by means not yet fully understood.

That said. There is little-to-no evidence to support the claim that the Moh’ko is also responsible for the actions of those individuals inclined to ingest their own mucus.

Dr. Howard Fine, on the “Moh’ko”


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YOU ARE NOT ALONE

THE NIGHTLY CHILL
Steve Arviso
2019

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