Watching Bang-Yao Liu's neat little composition of a trillion wasted post-it notes, I realized how little I know about the Japanese culture and also how bad I am at distinguishing them from the Chinese. I then found out why I know so little when I came across this disturbing photograph. I'm assuming these things were created when Jack Nicholson mated with a pterodactyl in that dream I had last week. I haven't slept a wink since.
Looks like I'm doing another load of laundry tonight.
Now what these hovering horrors really are are supernatural beings which serve as personifications of death in the Japanese culture. Well, mainly in manga and anime, that is. These death gods often surface in modern works of Japanese fiction and are the equivalent of our Grim Reaper. I'm not sure which is worse - some guy wearing a hood and brandishing a scythe while on foot or some joker freak that would have no problem outrunning you and stabbing you with his terrifyingly pointy elf boots. Either way, it looks like another sleepless night.
'Til death do me in or I find Him first, don't go toward that light!
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