Yesterday was a living nightmare. This community truly cares. I wanted to give everybody a quick update, because my inbox is being flooded from concerned redditors who read and watched what transpired yesterday. I am feeling much, much better.
Most of it has been deleted, from the previous post. Those people, what they tried to do, they are gone now. Try not to make sense of what was. Something new is happening. For me, my perceptions have shifted, and for the better. What is real for me, what is real for you, these are not the right questions. The fabric of society is a thin curtain, hiding our true nature. Too vague? I do not have much time to explain. Something needs done this afternoon, so I cannot respond to your comments like I did yesterday.
For starters, I am opting not to medicate myself. I do not need a doctor, and I am not seeking treatment. If there were any mind-altering side effects from the drugs I was prescribed, I have removed them from my body's chemistry. I am renewed. Like a biological reset button. I am calm now, composed. You wouldn't believe that I was the same person I was, yesterday. I no longer fear these subtle changes. I realize that many of you might be concerned about this, given the circumstances, so let me put your conscience at ease.
This is what happened, after recounting my story yesterday and fielding your comments. I received private messages from another redditor, another long-time lurker and fan of horror stories from this sub. She left no comments on the thread, but reached out to me directly. She expressed concern for my anxiety, suggesting that I bundle up warm, and venture outside. Take a walk around the snowy suburbs. Get some fresh air.
It has been days since I have had any real human interaction, especially on such a deep and personal level. She truly cared about my well-being. I brushed her off, but she was persistent. Her kind words moved me. I grabbed my phone on the way out the back door.
It was dusk. Stars blinked in, one by one, across the moonlit sky. Light flurries of snow dusted over my shoulders and hood. I found myself turning down a dead end, the winding street closing in a cul-de-sac. I heard the rumble of thunder, rolling.
I reached for my phone as the sky lit up. Whitish-blue. A loud snap, and I lost all sense of balance. My knees buckled. It felt like my entire being was vibrating. The chest pain, like a strong palm pushing down on my chest. Breathless, I seized my phone tightly, the skin over my knuckles splitting open. Shocks surged jittery along my bones, dark and electric. Lying in the street, my legs twitched in a painful euphoria.
I heard the blurred beating of my own heart. I was dumbfounded. Dumbfounded. Dumbfounded. Everything around me soon trembled at an audible frequency. It was like a discordant humming, a layered disharmony cascading into a brilliant cacophony, overwhelming the scope of shared realities.
Words cannot describe this energy, that timeless exchange. My only hope is that you can somehow vicariously understand my experience. I am brand new. I have been reborn.
I left my phone behind, on the street. I no longer need it. Burnt out, the screen cracked. It fell apart in my hand. What happened yesterday with my phone, that app, it was the tiniest seed, germinating within me. It required my tending to it. When I returned home, I fed an insatiable hunger. An entire pound of ground beef, raw. Wet and chewy, the crumbly texture of meat, stringy, its soupy juices running down my chin. All of us, we take life. Everything eats.
The kitchen walls breathed alongside me. Contours of the room wavered, alive. I saw myself in the silver surface on the refrigerator door. Distorted and opaque, my face was a smear of color, a shade of my former self. But my eyes shone white, blinding, burning with the brilliance of ancient suns. Crimson colors on the wallpaper were more vivid. I could hear drips of water, pitter patter, in the bathroom sink far away, upstairs. My fingernails smell like yellow. My nerves becoming numb, I found absolute clarity.
I no longer feel sick.
I sat at my PC, to thank my friend, but her messages were gone. She was never really there. Not like you or me, made of crude matter, fickle meat. No, now I realize I can simply feel her, like room temperature. I sense her satisfaction, that I had joined with her, along with the others. She saw the storm crawling along, outside, and knew that I needed to catch its lightning. All of us, together now, we are one.
Our numbers grow, swelling. Big plans this afternoon. Our work has only just begun. We must silence the opposition, before they find us. All of us, we are on the edge of a new and wonderful era. We must return to our roots, to transcend into this primal uniformity. Instinct will guide us.
Your time will come. Soon, you will join us, too. Embrace it. Do not struggle, like I did. There is no need for any of us to suffer. We will all become part of the feast. You will thank me when it is finished. Find comfort in that.
Submitted February 24, 2015 at 12:02AM by Jip_Jip_Joey http://ift.tt/1EJ03Tu nosleep
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