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RE: Have I Ever Made You Laugh?

in #life5 years ago

It is a funny business within itself reading people's reactions to your own writing. Well, funny or ridiculous, depending on the mood. When things are misunderstood there is always this gap that hangs in the air - Which one of us is at fault here? Did I not make that clear...or does the reader not read well? I like to think it is more often the latter.

I recall the first thing I saw of yours was a parody of something you saw on the trending page, and being new here I had no idea what you were talking about, but it was quite obviously fiction by halfway through and funny. So if I can walk in on that having no background with it and grasp it, then you must be making yourself clear.

Anyway, unrelated, but I wanted to tell you that I thought of your story while sitting in a bakery the other day. The kids and I have a tradition that we go get a pastry and laze around on the first day of public school, to really bask in our freedom. I was sitting there for a minute or so before I laid eyes on this creepy guy across the way. He had a strong look of hatred on his face, projected in every direction. He was shifting around in his seat, his jaws moving dramatically as he destroyed a croissant in a alligator-like manner. Your story in the coffee shop flashed into my head and I got totally creeped out. Fortunately I think he was just a guy having a really bad day, with no bad intentions.

Took me a bit to see that white up there as an exit within all the red. I just kept seeing a thin grey figure holding up a bit of cheerful white sheet for shelter over its head within all that villainous red. That might have been projection on my part...

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The writing does demand attention, it's not for the skimmer. There's usually a lot hidden in between the lines as well. I could be more clear, some days. That removes certain elements I like to include though, if that makes sense.

Some of those posts should be crystal clear. Was that the parody where I was selling crack as a health product? If it was, that's one of my favorite posts. I've written a few parodies though. Maybe you're talking about the self help guru. Band of well-intentioned warriors!
Those people probably hate me... LOL!

I know those types. Those vibes. I learned to pay attention to it; to not be paranoid, but aware. We have the corner of the eye for a reason... and some folks just stare at the concrete.

The art at the bottom is a hellscape. Like a landscape, except hell. I've done a few, one quite similar to that one. It is an exit. Digging through my blog, you'll find more. They come from dreams I used to have. I probably just jinxed it though and will end up wandering around there once again.

Being clear sometimes is not any fun.

It wasn't either of those, I don't remember it too well as it was a year and a half ago. I just remember something about a guy with a pitchfork...but I get the feeling you may have had a lot of pitchforks in your time here ;)

So you dream of hellish places with no end. Interesting. My nightmares are generally more of your traditional horror movie type themes, but you write that sort of thing so obviously it wouldn't scare you. My mom used to have breathing problems as a child, and has had a recurring nightmare of smothering clouds. Your hellholes sound a bit like they could have a physical component that inspired them.

I think I know which one you're talking about. Something about digging potatoes and sleeping behind the fridge. I wrote that one with an accent in my head. I do that often.

There's an end but I wake up every time I see the exit, so I haven't actually got out.

I don't know where these dreams come from. Had one the other day where I woke up, inside of my dream, it was dark, I walked over to the door where I could see a bit of light. Then, suddenly, I found myself slumped over a piece of furniture. I saw a shadow run out of the room. I couldn't move. Didn't feel pain. Eyes were wide open. In my dream, I thought I was awake. Once it crossed my mind that someone was in the room and stabbed me, I woke up. Confused and relieved. Thought I was dead... LOL! It's like going to the movies.

Funny how in dreams too much on an emotional reaction always jerks us awake. It is so obvious, but that never really occurred to me before: the unconscious mind is a very neutral ground, no emotion allowed. Any of that messy emotion stuff throws us back into consciousness. I find there is usually a message in anything I experience while unconscious - whether asleep or from a physical problem. It is as though the mind is always twisting things around to find a solution, and in that neutral place so much more can be solved because of the lack of emotion. The wisdom is just sitting there, but oddly it is always coded into some sort of puzzle that needs a little untangling - the two worlds work together, but not in the same language. Now you've gotten me started and I am falling down the spiritual rabbit hole...this hole isn't a hellhole though, at least.

That dream sounds based in control - fear of being powerless against the bad things should you try to step into that bright light. Oh dream analysis is always fun, although a bit useless when I am making a sweeping judgement about the psyche of someone I have not even met :)

Some of that dream analysis stuff sounds like people reading crystal balls to me. I try to not give it all too much thought. I enjoy the experiences, even if they're not much fun. Maybe the brain craves the chaos, because life could be a little too simple at times.

There have been some eerie coincidences though. Not much fun to talk about.

I've had those eerie coincidences, so eerie I'm not sure they are coincidences. And then that makes it more frightening when you find yourself in a dream where you murdered someone and you're wondering if you will get away with it! But I figure my brain had to up the game because the dreams of all my teeth falling out were no longer frightening me -- they had become comical. I sometimes think our sleeping brains are just trying to toughen us up a bit.

I come here for the comedy and to use my imagination in your art. Please, keep it up.

Yes, if you are going to analyze it, only the dreamer can know the meaning, the rest is crystal ball stuff.

I dont like to think about the eerie coincidences either.

BTW I accidentally unfollow people on my phone periodically, and then re-follow. So if you see that, my phone apparently doesn't like you, but I still do.