Makyo in My Mind
hallucinations of the unconscious eye
The half-forgotten
Other half of my short life
In short story form




















This page is powered by Blogger. Isn't yours?
Monday, November 24, 2003
 
One Sees, One Hears, One Feels
circa 1998

At college. Just moved into my room. Andrew not there yet for 2 days. Kiss Eileen at some point. Go to a music store of sorts and look around.

Back in elementary school. Must take a test. Don't take it somehow. Gonna get a spanking with some other kids. Led around the school looking for a place where there's no people so we can get spankings.

In a book store. Math books. Mrs. Laubaucher comments on one. I think of how great it is that since I went back in time, I can catch up physically.

I walk down the street and sit down on a bench by a car. The alarm on the car is going off, but it's not very loud. I start reading my "Best of H.P. Lovecraft" book. I help some black guy out and we're cool.

I go back to the music store to look for a piece of rap music I liked. "Demolition Zone" or something. I see an album released by Samantha H, Mike O, and a few other people I know from high school. They're sitting on some steps, in black and white. Stupid album/group name, too. One word that started with Y. In an aisle and some guy says on a microphone, "Is there an Eric here? Is there an..." I reply, "I'm Eric." "The police want you. They're on the way." I have no idea why and find out that they think I assisted in the murder of O.J. Simpson. Or maybe Martin Luther King Jr. I explain to someone that I just sat down by a car alarm going off and merely brushed the car with my right shoulder when I got up from the bench.

Sister reads about 3 evil, identical except in color, triangular pictures. One red, one green, and one other (blue or brown?). If they're hung in a house, the house will be possessed.

I go to a place with 3 girls living there. Each is sorta friendly. One is different, with black hair and barely talks. She wanders, and something cuts her hair, almost scalps her.

I'm sitting in a room with my parents, discussing the strange things going on, and I mention the picture on the wall. "One sees, one hears, one feels." I take the picture (green) and toss it out the closed window.

Outside, it is dark out. Someone is mowing the grass with a big stand-up mower. Someone else is out there, just standing around.

I try, frantically, to convince my parents to throw out the other two pictures, but no matter what, they won't. I'm going crazy, that they must do it NOW before it's too late. I'm shouting, screaming, writhing, totally losing it...they MUST be removed! I'm about to fail when I go back in time a little bit and start to convince them again. My dad finally decides to remove them, and does.

I'm going to bed, and my sister comes in, passing through to her room. She notices the picture is gone and is quite angry. I ask why she wants to be so evil, and she says so that she can be free and not answer to anyone. I tell her that she can still do whatever she wants and believe in God. She takes some pills.

I'm on a motorcycle, chasing someone. I chase them for a long way down the expressway. I try to fake them out no an exit ramp, so that they don't use it, but they do and I can't get back over. I get a vision of what would have happened if I had followed, and I would have crashed.

The road ends up in a big iron and steel complex, and it's a dead-end. A guy flags me up a ramp to the right, and I begin to turn except a car gets in my way.

There's a kid playing a video game, and on the last guy. He's doing well, but loses. He continues, but someone comes in to fight him at the game. They both fall to their deaths in the game and are not happy about it.

I'm back in the streets. The evil is gone. I see someone who was possessed by it, and they admit that everything is ok now.




Comments: Post a Comment