I was sleeping tonight when I had a dream where I was watching Netflix documentary about the ghosts caught on tape. It was a group of friends hanging out, doing drugs and video taping them doing a seance when a weird human entity filled the camera lens. The entity was a blurry image wearing blue jeans and a red shirt. Then the image came closer becoming apart of the group of friends and the camera goes black. The narrator in the background starts talking about Archons and I'm holy shit! still in my dream and so I go find my roommate and I'm like "dude, you gotta check this documentary film I found!" And he's like, "I've already seen it. It's pretty scary I guess". And that's the weird ass dream I had this morning. It gave me goosebumps but little more. Maybe someday I'll wake up next to, a she-devil who likes to make breakfast in bed. But my luck is I'll wake up to find a ghost of a dead writer telling me to give up on my dream...
"What happened?"asks Tracy, a electronics expert from the Midwest. "I thought I saw a snake. Maybe, it was an hallucination. I don't know". "It's the curse of the gypsies" replies Tracy mockingly. "They've come to eat your brains". "No, but seriously my good friend. All jokes aside. You're under a lot of stress. Relax, because now it's time to have some fun" says Tracey. Riley smiles. "Your right. By the way, could you hand me your flashlight please" asks Riley with a new found respect for this computer wizard. He hands him his flashlight. Riley shines it over the corridor as he begins to descend down the ancient stairs. One by one, the group follows Riley some twenty feet underground. When they reach the bottom, they find themselves in a small room leading to two narrow hallways. "Alright, let's split up into two teams" insists Riley. "I'm going left and I want the first half o...
I've always been an innovative spirit. In school, we had to invent something for our school project. I innovated by adding Oreos to Ice Cream. But the genius never really went away until recently. I remember mixing juice into my applesauce before that was even marketable. Two years later, it was on the market. My family thought I was weird. But I know what it was. It was innovation. Maybe not Tesla big. Trivial in comparison. Embarrassing really. Pointless to be honest. However, I remember another time I was waiting for a friend to pick me up during Middle School for the local Yugioh card tournament. It was late in the dead of winter and I was standing outside the front entrance, a gated community, well more like a Trailer Park in the middle of the Wisconsin Boonies, and I was standing there freezing, and the only thing I could do to keep myself entertained was chant a rhyme to my friend. It went like this. "I'm going to kill Bill, Bill. I'm going to kill Bi...
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