Scythemantis
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- Seen Oct 20, 2011
It's one big thread of TERROR for the splendiferous halloweeeeen season.
I know I haven't been posting a lot, I've just been busy, there hasn't been a lot to talk about pokemon lately (I kinda phaze in and out of pokemon forums as the new games come out) and my modem is shot, only goes at 21k right now so loading forums is a long, painful process.
*ANYWAY*
Not much has ever happened to me, and my only real fear is dying before ever accomplishing anything, which is the usual for pretty much everyone so it's not that exciting. I'm also afraid of ticks, but that's not very profound.
I have some doozies of nightmares though. I write 'em all down, keep em in a big text file...
In one, I was in a house that noone would ever go near, not even to tear it down, and was left as though whoever lived there dissapeared in the middle of their daily routines. In their bedroom I find this little kid's book (fat, rounded cardboard pages, you know the kind) that told the story of what happened to him. Apparently, some beings resembling greasy mountains of skin had promised him fame and fortune until he betrayed them, and they took him away. The book had rubber puppets of the monsters that you could operate with your fingers from holes in the back cover. For some reason, at the end of the dream, I thought it had all been an episode of Ed, Edd & Eddy.
...When I was a toddler I dreamt I was being carried by a headless maneqquin. It was in a department store and the cashier was completely oblivious to my pleas for help.
I also had one around that age where the inside of the trailer (I lived in one till I was about nine or ten) was lined in blinking, beeping lights and batteries and junk and toys were running everywhere, and I heard the voice of the kool-aid man going "Waaap. Waaap. Simon says." over and over and for some reason that's what terrified me the most. Not unusual...I regularly have dreams where something completely mundane, silly and unthreatening is what scares me.
I usually just have "night terrors" though, those are fun (not being sarcastic...I find them too fascinating to be a "problem")...basically you wake up and you're still dreaming. Just a month or two ago I woke up thinking there was no roof, and all I could see were pillars stretching high up into the clouds with grey, dismembered hands waving at me from the top. I leapt out into the hall and slammed the door shut to keep the hands "locked in" and kept peeking inside thinking "WHY THE H*LL DID HE USE REAL HANDS!?!?" Then I woke up completely and realized I didn't even know who or what I was talking about and there weren't any hands so I went back asleep.
Usually my dreams/waking weird thingies can't even be put into words though. I'll understand them as I'm having them, but when I wake up I'll realize It was some completely surreal concept that has no logical definition whatsoever. One example was when I thought some nondescript objects on my shelf were reaching out with orange "arms" of light that would follow me forever and ever. That's not really what I thought but it's the closest I can describe it.
I know I haven't been posting a lot, I've just been busy, there hasn't been a lot to talk about pokemon lately (I kinda phaze in and out of pokemon forums as the new games come out) and my modem is shot, only goes at 21k right now so loading forums is a long, painful process.
*ANYWAY*
Not much has ever happened to me, and my only real fear is dying before ever accomplishing anything, which is the usual for pretty much everyone so it's not that exciting. I'm also afraid of ticks, but that's not very profound.
I have some doozies of nightmares though. I write 'em all down, keep em in a big text file...
In one, I was in a house that noone would ever go near, not even to tear it down, and was left as though whoever lived there dissapeared in the middle of their daily routines. In their bedroom I find this little kid's book (fat, rounded cardboard pages, you know the kind) that told the story of what happened to him. Apparently, some beings resembling greasy mountains of skin had promised him fame and fortune until he betrayed them, and they took him away. The book had rubber puppets of the monsters that you could operate with your fingers from holes in the back cover. For some reason, at the end of the dream, I thought it had all been an episode of Ed, Edd & Eddy.
...When I was a toddler I dreamt I was being carried by a headless maneqquin. It was in a department store and the cashier was completely oblivious to my pleas for help.
I also had one around that age where the inside of the trailer (I lived in one till I was about nine or ten) was lined in blinking, beeping lights and batteries and junk and toys were running everywhere, and I heard the voice of the kool-aid man going "Waaap. Waaap. Simon says." over and over and for some reason that's what terrified me the most. Not unusual...I regularly have dreams where something completely mundane, silly and unthreatening is what scares me.
I usually just have "night terrors" though, those are fun (not being sarcastic...I find them too fascinating to be a "problem")...basically you wake up and you're still dreaming. Just a month or two ago I woke up thinking there was no roof, and all I could see were pillars stretching high up into the clouds with grey, dismembered hands waving at me from the top. I leapt out into the hall and slammed the door shut to keep the hands "locked in" and kept peeking inside thinking "WHY THE H*LL DID HE USE REAL HANDS!?!?" Then I woke up completely and realized I didn't even know who or what I was talking about and there weren't any hands so I went back asleep.
Usually my dreams/waking weird thingies can't even be put into words though. I'll understand them as I'm having them, but when I wake up I'll realize It was some completely surreal concept that has no logical definition whatsoever. One example was when I thought some nondescript objects on my shelf were reaching out with orange "arms" of light that would follow me forever and ever. That's not really what I thought but it's the closest I can describe it.
