3WT # 35

Tenebrous Dream

In a surrounding darkness

I woke screaming from a tenebrous dream

The vacivity awareness after such a moment keeps me in unbalance

I am neither utible or coherent-thrashing and writhing to escape

These strong bonds do hold me and try to drag me back

It is as though a tragematopolist has wondered in, but instead of the sweets he should be offering he only dangles death

I flee and shriek-yelling for relief

But no one comes

I am alone

It is this that wakes me in a terror

Screaming from this tenebrous dream…to be continued…

 

 

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I stood in the tenebrous wood, not knowing how I happened to be there. There was nothing utible within my surroundings to give me an answer. The vacivity of the forrest was unnerving, with nary a breeze or sigh of sound. I questioned again how I had come to be there. I entertained the thought that I was perhaps one part of Hansel and Gretel, on my way to the tragematopolist’s cottage. But no, for I knew this to be but a story and I, well, I was fairly certain I was real.

I took in my surroundings, noticing as I did, that along with no breeze or sounds, the forest felt empty, as though all the inhabitants had fled. They fled the moment right before I opened my eyes.

Now that was a curious thought, one in which all the knowledge I needed was beheld. How was it, then, that opening my eyes had cleared an entire forest? And, more importantly, how is it that I knew this and not my own name, my whereabouts or how I came to be here? Indeed, very curious…

Starting

“It has awoken.” The person bowed low, relaying the message

“How is It doing?”

“It is gathering information, though I doubt It knows it” With this the messenger backed away still bowing.

“Well now, that is something indeed.” And from his perch atop the oldest maple, in the deepest grove, under a twilight sky with no moon, the being sat back. It would wait and see how It would unfold.

I feel…

I feel

It is neither bad nor good. I think it is mostly good.

To feel, that is.

It is a most exquisite feeling.

To feel that is.

The body hums

The skin tingles

The heart flutters

I feel

The wind as a sensation

One that is indescribably tantalizing

It is like a lover

It flirts over the skin

Runs it fingers through the hair

It brushes against the face

It is a caress against the lips

I feel

The embrace of a winter storm

The shivers running across

The breath comes out in a fog

The nights have become shrouded

The blanket keeps in the warmth

I feel

The pain of indecision

A destructive force that wants to play out

The need for something out of reach

That indescribable sensation of want

The needs of that want

I feel

Lost…

Wondering through an endless series of thoughts

The back and forth decisions of an endless thought

The need

To feel, that is.

I’m Baaaaaaack!

It has been awhile since I have been here. I have been fighting with a black cloud that seems to be particularly difficult to shake-that and I have just not had the inspiration to write anything-Also with the volunteer work, school and work I have just not wanted to be near a computer.

Well kiddies, I am back. At least for now. We shall see how it goes.

OJM

3WT #22

This weeks words are:

Rogitate: Ask Frequently

Solipsism is the philosophical idea  that one’s own mind is all that exists. Solipsism is an epistemological or ontological position that knowledge of anything outside the mind is unjustified. The external world and other minds cannot be known and might not exist. In the history of philosophy, solipsism has served as a skeptical hypothesis.

Nequient: not being able.

In my solipsism, I rogitate why I am nequient.

In a room full of Geeks, there is the rogitate question about whether or not Neo, in the Matrix was in a Solipsism reality. While they are nequient to come to an agreeable answer among themselves, it is still a good theory to ponder.

If I were to ponder all of the mysteries of the world, the one that stands out the most is a question that has been rogitated from times beginning. And that is do we exist? If we are  solipsism, existing only in the mind of one, then would that mean that this computer, these words this situation were all only in my head? Would not my cat, my husband and child no longer exist should I come out of this? Do I then make up all of the worlds ills as a form of entertainment? Something to alleviate the boredom of which I am nequient to do by a better means? Do the people that I imagine reading this not exist except in that they are figments of my imagination-there to keep me company on lonely cold nights? Is it only when I am in sleep mode that I enter into the real world? And for that matter what is the real world? It is too hard to think about this as I could go on and on. Ahh well, It was a nice short philosophical moment at least…

Off to bed now kiddies, tomorrow I have to get up and go play…

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1. The Weather Channel: Give me your personality forecast. Are you sunny, wet, windy, or cloudy? Why? I’m cloudy with a bit of wind. That’s just how I feel.

2. The News Channel: What is the breaking news story of the day in your world? She Never Left her Pajamas. Local Hawaiian mother stayed in PJ’s all day long, looks like there’s a link to the clouds with the bit of wind.

3. The Economic Channel: How are things on the economic front? And more importantly, do you have ideas to save the planet from financial ruin? Economies suck. If we don’t stop our gratuitous spending we’re all going to starve-Everyone but the farmers that is and the only reason they aren’t is because of the NRA.

4. The Entertainment Channel: Give us the latest blog celebrity gossip. Dish it! All newbie actors went on strike when they realized none of them could act worth a damn. Some of the senior actors/actresses have closed down their acting schools as they have no hope for future talent. All screen writers went out of work-No one could come up with an original idea.

5. The Sports Channel: Make up a sport, give your team a name and choose five players from the list of names on the Mr. Linky list. What are the rules of the game? Dodge car- Unfortunately because no one has been able to survive (even the drivers) everyone on the list has been cycled through.

6. The Comedy Channel: How will you make us laugh today? Tell us a blunny (that’s blog + funny for all you non-blog speakers) hmmm, Laughter. Short of smacking Michael Jackson’s caretaker, telling Opera she needs new material (aren’t we all sick of Dr. OZ yet?) or poking fun at Paula Abdul yet again there are will be no funnies today.

7. The Religious Channel: Make up a blog religion. Tell us why your blog church will save our souls. Church of I Don’t Give a Shit. We save your souls by letting you not have to deal with all the copious amounts of crap that people deal with on a daily basis. Here in Blog Religion, the release of not giving a crap allows time for more reflection and spiritual freedom once you get past all of your surrounding garbage. In fact by not giving a shit, there should be no reason why anyone should be going through a spiritual crisis.

8. (but who’s counting?) The Soap Opera Channel: What is the name of your soap opera? As We Screw Our Selves and the World Around us…