Mankind looked much like man of the present, however, they were much furrier. It would be easy to say that they were apes. By all accounts they showed a lot of the same physiology. But unlike apes, they had a higher perception of the Vibration.
The drakonians did not understand. Though centuries before they were able to vibrate with the Most High, it was a perception long lost to their kind. So as they hunted and captured as many humans as they could, it concerned them when they heard their mutters, hands clasped with intertwining fingers, eyes squeezed tight, and chins anchored to their chests.
They shivered, the humans, and what the drakonians mistook for fear, was really powerful, spiritual experience.
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There has always been much discussion about the first day of the universe. Some will tell you that it was created by an almighty being, and still others will say that the universe was a collection of chemicals that some how collided, creating the cosmos.
The truth is that both are right. God, in most religions, has a definite shape. He looks like man… man was created in his own image… Sure… But the truth is God has no definite shape.
He is the words of his book. He is the sun. He is the hidden vibrations in the universe itself. He IS. I AM…
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I’ve done some pretty cool stuff inside my head. Being the type who doesn’t talk much, a quiet one, if you will, I like to observe and think about what I’ve observed, often going deep inside my head to analyze the details.
Sometimes I don’t have things to analyze. Sometimes I just want to discover the secrets inside. One time I was looking for the off switch for the brain, just to see if one exists. I found it. It was like a shutdown switch, and being a curious scholar, I pulled the lever to off. I felt like my brain was turning off, like I was about to go into a deep sleep. I then noticed that I wasn’t breathing. Panic erupted in my mind and I immediately flipped the switch back and aborted any shutdown.
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It had been three years since Devon had been abducted by the cutting couple and he had never left the chair or the white, opening-less room. His body had atrophied, he was more skin and fat than muscle and blood any more. He was fed every day, three meals, aside from the cutting, the couple took pretty good care of him.
His body was covered in scars. There really wasn’t a spot that wasn’t a pink, red, or purple line. It itched, and Devon wished he could scratch… at the same time it wasn’t necessary. He had given up on leaving. He was stuck there. Everyday he was molested and cut. He had been raped by several individuals, who came and went like fresh air. His favorite moments, were the moments he was alone, but there were also the rare moments where his captors let him participate.
Continue reading The Cutter’s Club Part 2
I would like to preface this by saying that cutting is not a good idea. I’m not a cutter myself, I understand that there must be some sort of adrenaline high that comes from it, but it is harmful to the body and should NOT be practiced. If you are a cutter, I beg you to TELL someone.
Now, I would also like to say that this story was a nightmare I had. Now I don’t expect this to become some sort of franchise, my plan here is to introduce a character for a bigger project.
It being a dream, I believe I’ve had some time to kind of hash it out, so here it is:
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We last left our heroes in the Southern Woods, where the lovely high priestess Taylor Swift fought off the cunning thief Meg Myers and in return uncovered the truth about the Crystal Tones.
We now join our hero in a grody bar where the unthinkable transaction took place.
“Your scribe is very annoying,” said Meg Myers, sipping from her tea cup.
Continue reading The Adventures of Taylor Swift Part 3
It wasn’t long until the beautiful and charming High Priestess Taylor Swift, found herself in some major trouble. Not only was she charged with protecting a lowly scribe, such as myself, but the her quest in retrieving the Crystal Tones led her to the mysterious thief herself.
It was a lovely day, as always, in the land of Musica, as the lovely priestess and I traveled out of the capitol city, down the cobble stone path towards the dark and mysterious Southern Woods.
Continue reading The Adventures of Taylor Swift Part 2