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May. 27th, 2002
Encephalon reajustment
May. 27th, 2002 08:49 amYet again it's monday; yet again I have this disjointed feeling that reality, in general, is there only for the benefit of some kind of cosmic screentest and that I'm here only because there was an extra ticket left over. It's really a wierd feeling, I get it on monday's a lot, and it's fairly hard to describe, but for the benefit of wasting a few extra minutes here as I attempt to readjust myself to this... whatever this is (grr, note to self, used 'whatever') I'll have a go, and anyway, it'll distract you, dear reader, from the true purpose of this message which is in fact to hold your attention for long enough in one place that the mind control lasers can get a proper lock onto your head.
Right, quick before it fades.
Imagine you're sitting just where you are, your whole body feels like it's been shifted outwards from where you are about an inch in a direction that you're not actually sure about. Your mind has a kind of sluggish sense to it that means everything feels like an echo from around a corner, this going for all senses and not just sound - but especially tactile and physical sense. Your body is attempting to assert itself on the world, but the world - frankly also having had quite enough of mondays too - is having none of this and has put you in a hold queue behind a small squirrel that is currently having a stare-out contest with an oncoming 20 tonne truck as it's mind goes into shutdown loop one second before the truck thunders over it leaving in unscathed. Your ears feel like you're underwater. Your eyes feel like they're actually half a degree too cold and have just been replaced after a good clean. The whole world is actually fairly crisp and clear, it's just that it happens to have a built in time delay that your watch or internal clock is having trouble adjusting to. All in all, you probably feel like that in fact your body is where it is just because someone hired you as a prop for this scene and sooner or later somebody is going to shout 'cut' centre leftstage and you'll be wheeled away leaving your conciousness floating four feet in the air in an empty space previously occupied by your body.
Disclaimer: No alcohol, sugar or other substances were consumed in the creation of this unreality.
Right, quick before it fades.
Imagine you're sitting just where you are, your whole body feels like it's been shifted outwards from where you are about an inch in a direction that you're not actually sure about. Your mind has a kind of sluggish sense to it that means everything feels like an echo from around a corner, this going for all senses and not just sound - but especially tactile and physical sense. Your body is attempting to assert itself on the world, but the world - frankly also having had quite enough of mondays too - is having none of this and has put you in a hold queue behind a small squirrel that is currently having a stare-out contest with an oncoming 20 tonne truck as it's mind goes into shutdown loop one second before the truck thunders over it leaving in unscathed. Your ears feel like you're underwater. Your eyes feel like they're actually half a degree too cold and have just been replaced after a good clean. The whole world is actually fairly crisp and clear, it's just that it happens to have a built in time delay that your watch or internal clock is having trouble adjusting to. All in all, you probably feel like that in fact your body is where it is just because someone hired you as a prop for this scene and sooner or later somebody is going to shout 'cut' centre leftstage and you'll be wheeled away leaving your conciousness floating four feet in the air in an empty space previously occupied by your body.
Disclaimer: No alcohol, sugar or other substances were consumed in the creation of this unreality.
Incidentally...
May. 27th, 2002 09:38 am...after years of trouble free running across umpteen versions of ICQ I finally hit a snag when it decided I needed a password, after several attempts to enter it I sent off a request for my password - which it returned saying Your password is : ie, nothing. Which you can't enter as a password.
Confused? Well maybe a little more than usual.
Confused? Well maybe a little more than usual.
Copied from a reply I made somewhere else
May. 27th, 2002 10:36 am1. You are a sturdy, penniless adventurer, keen of heart and stout of blade. Fred, your local informant, tells you that a group of orcs have set up camp on a local hill. Do you.
a) Get your sword and go and butcher them like the dogs they are (2)
b) Sneak up and see what they're doing (3)
c) Go and talk to the orcs and arrange an alliance to butcher the villagers (4)
( Choose then continue )
a) Get your sword and go and butcher them like the dogs they are (2)
b) Sneak up and see what they're doing (3)
c) Go and talk to the orcs and arrange an alliance to butcher the villagers (4)
( Choose then continue )
Scar looked over from the cover of the trees at the village. All seemed peaceful there, but to him it was just another place to steal lunch from.
He'd not had an easy life, his mother had died in childbirth, his father was usually drunk and his three brothers had constantly picked on him. When he was twelve his village had been burn to the ground in a savage attack, he had fled for his life.
Now he led a group of outcasts and wanderers, looking for food to survive as best they could.
It wasn't easy being an Orc.
He'd not had an easy life, his mother had died in childbirth, his father was usually drunk and his three brothers had constantly picked on him. When he was twelve his village had been burn to the ground in a savage attack, he had fled for his life.
Now he led a group of outcasts and wanderers, looking for food to survive as best they could.
It wasn't easy being an Orc.
