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Midian House Publishing "Sic gorgiamus allos subjectatos nunc" ,"We gladly feast on those who would subdue us."

04/20/2021

Act one sceen two b.
And it was gone. I at the time could hear them walking towards me like back in Virginia in October you could not take a simple step with out hearing the crush of their footsteps against the leaves. Every step was right there. I could not see them only a silouet of their form as I would use to guess their age. So close it seemed but still I could not even focus on where to look. And again they call to me with their simple wants. For me to suffer for what? What did I do to have this brought to my door. I am sorry if it was something I did, I don't know what I did. You don't have to run from me. I would not cause you harm. I don't think anyway. Show me your real.

04/19/2021

Act one scene two.
I have this old blank book in my hand. I guess I am supposed to right something in it. What the f**k is this s**t!?! Some kinda trap? What can I write? The truth ? What they want to hear? Do they want to know if I still hear things or what it is I hear? They want to read nothing, they want there to be nothing there at all. Things like " my what a nice day" and " there was no line at the bank today" not that the whispers said " if I wanted you dead you would be dead, so why worry?" Yeah that kinda s**t us not good so don't tell them that kinda thing . So yeah " hey doc all is good! The drugs you have me on are making me feel sleepy slot and a little anxious!?", " Oh that to be expected?" , " Ok then, I trust you". They give you a refill of the same meds and off you go back into the starshine of you new life. But today was okay I guess if this is a new way then......I'm f**ked!

04/19/2021

Act one, scene one.
Today did not seem so bad. The new drugs they have me on are not making me feel like a zombie or something else undead. I sit here trying to review my day so I might better understand what is really happing here. Here inside of this bone covered jello. I got some laundry done and burned some leaves , hey I even washed a few windows both sides even. Then some music and a smoke and would you just not know it but again for no reason a year was shead from my eye. And shortly another fell . Well what is this all about!" I said. And as I looked at the song it was... It was one of the songs the whispers had drew me too. Well to be honest it was the next song after the song the whispers lead me to, but that's another story. I return to where I was. Nowhere and nowhere to go. No desire to want anything, no need for anything. Live what is but should be seen as blessed. Yet I feel somewhere inside could this simply be just one of the layers of Hell. To simply force something to feel as part of what it is..... How Horrible . So I sit here and wonder why. And then Kermit the frog comes in singing some " wonder why" song and I get.off topic and babble on and on...........

04/17/2021

Things where still so dark even in the brightest of the sun's ray's I could not have seen any light more then shadows of or even felt any warmth more the faint touch from may own breath. They said things would be different any they were , not like I would have thought. The sleep wants to have me there at all times and my body seems to be ok with it, my mind cares not for such games. So I stand and walk only to have my legs become weak my back starts to tighten and refuses to want to move so again to bed I go, and over and over and over.

02/23/2021

It seems I find myself again at the spilt by the river. From here I can see three moons reflective that is, all of them the same yet all different. The same face always looking back. Not a happy face but not one so sad. Cerntantly not a face that cares what way the river flows or what the river's water may take with it. It is very quiet this night. No Insects or seemingly any other kind of life making a single sound. The river itself seem to be not making a sound. I drop onto my knees so I may brush my hand against the water and as I do I find tho I was expecting the waters to be cold they are in fact very warm. I step into the river I find myself up to my neck , the water must be a warm as I am because I now can only feel the slight wind passing against my face. How strange this is ...intoxicating I can feel my mind leaving me as I without thought feel myself running my blade down the insides of my arms. I still feel nothing. My body slowly starts to float into the water and begins to flow with the river. We are as one, I can only see the moon now as it slowly fades into darkness. I still can feel nothing, how wonderful.

RC263748

11/24/2020

Why is it that they will not prove that they are real? I can hear them speak to each other. But I never can understand what it is that is being said, and I am crossed with the understanding with in the two ..Do I ignore the ones who wish to speak to me or do I do my best to kill them.,.. As best I can and with the most ease to end this. I wish it could be that easy I feel I will have to crush the neck of those who wish to harm me. To see the life leave them as I hold them under the water ... yeah so cool.

07/14/2020

And I said to it.."Why do you not love me or even want to fake a love for me, knowing how you may gain from it?" As it tried to answer I put my finger up as to "sush" it's words but as we moved my finger went right up it's nose. And I said "It was because I did not love myself right?",Well I guess that was that, and it was.

R.C.53372

07/12/2020

So now I have found something new something to lead me to some kinda something. Will it take me back to the river? Will it show me what it is I do when I have become black out drunk? If I dont know why should you? I well wait and let the darkness tell me what to do next. I feel my hand brush across the top of the river as the water flows threw my hand. There is something here.

RC838362

06/24/2020

What? Where are you? I can hear you but I can not see you...Are you even here? Do you? Can you see the Moon as I do? Can you hear the everything softly telling you things? Can you hear the song of the river? Can you see the Moon reflecting off the river? Do you see what is floating down the river? It is what you think it is.... It had to be... The Moon Demanded it and the river begged for it. And so as it was asked it was done. I did not ever think again about it, was it just a dream? Who cares? I do not... well I do not yet.

RC1231384

05/02/2020

But it was just a prick onto mu thumb from a shard of glass... nothing more. I am still trying to follow the droplets of blood threw my my home, but I get confused. In what way dose this blood flow? Left to right? North to south? And again for such a little prick why is there so much blood.

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