I am a huge fan of the horror genre; there’s little about horror movies that I do not enjoy. I enjoy the masculine horror movies of the West and the feminine horror movies of the East. For those who aren’t familiar with the idea of
Unfortunately, if you’re at the point where you’re putting your Google-fu to the test because you’re desperately looking for a way to escape the shambling ghost girl who is trying to kill you to death, then you clearly have no idea how to make educated guesses that messing with freaky shit will get you killed in awful, awful ways.
In Supernatural it is customary that the random, unnamed character shown in the first five minutes of the episode is going to die a horrible, violent, possibly off-screen death. It’s unavoidable, because people apparently have no sense of self preservation and no situational awareness. This
It is impossible to truly experience another person’s dream. It is impossible to see it, to experience it, in the same way as the person who dreamed it. No matter how eloquent the verbiage used in the telling, you are not designed to feel and
My full life story is written in the footnotes of the experience of other people. My human experience is, like most often are, reliant on the human experiences of others. As people trudged their ways through the ho-hum of their daily lives I was sometimes
Burning up and burning bright; Fleeting and momentary Like stars blinking out of existance. A flickering candle; A passing ghost. A whisper in a corridor; A passing fancy, Withering like a flower torn from the root. Pouring everything out- The lungs that have forgotten how