Alien Thread 2: When you wish upon a Star
>I've read a fair amount on alien abductions. From David M. Jacobs, and watched several archived lectures and documentaries. The situation to me is that aliens (if they truly are ETs) are hostile and have malicious intentions for humans, with abductions being a common form of aggression. This leaves an obvious question:Urban Legends: Gore, Ghost and the Macabre is part of our daily life
Previous thread: staffas.org/bs/res/1923.htmlLost Media 2.0: An explanation of why Lost Media
I find Lost Media to be truly Haunting, in the sense that it's lost because no one wants to look at it, or consume it. There is something exciting about searching and playing something society has collectively decided to ignore or forget. You ask yourself why? And often the answer is quite exciting.Undefeated!
Theyve made him in a tube. Chained to the radiator like a battered wife and let him alone in the basement. Without any will or motive, he obeyed, like a man without eyes listens to the advice of someone who claims to see the signs. He never said no, never did he question anything or anyone
new bsr
bruhhh even new BSR I found recently got ass
Crazy? I agree...
Long, long time ago lived a man. A unc, with almost good heart. He did nothing in particular, was an ordinary man. Once, when he was out, he really wanted to take a number two. So, he ran to the nearest public portapotty. Locking the door and seating himself on the sh*tter, he is ready to do the sh*tting. But no matter how hard he must try, no result. He tries and tries to empty his bowels, but as if it was sealed by a devil, he cant. Thinking of cursing everyone and everybody, he begins to grumble like an old man. But in this moment he notices the cockroach running on the floor. It looked as if the cockroach took notice of the unc's misfortune, look at him seating on the white throne, and went on crawling further. The unc thought of squashing the bug but, because of high latency, right after he made up his mind the cockroach was already gone. And then, in this very vulnerable moment, cockroach returns back, almost the way it came. And in this instant, it revealed itself to be not the little bug that it was, but a spirit of the nuclear in disguise. And in one second, the sh*tter that once was, wasnt no more. He was annihilated by the spontaneous ignition, an evil spirit that feeds on unpure energy. His bowels were released, at last, and soul leaving like a white smoke above the mushroom
Autismus Maximus
There once was a beekeeper that collected honey from his beehives but always got stung by the flying creatures he kept in captivity. He threatened the bees and told them that if he got stung one more time he would destroy their homes and banish them from his land.
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The white hallways. Wat do they conjure up in your mind? Mystique? Heaven's corridor? Wat is it in the white dat it screams pacified silence. Solace among the line chairs, quiet grievance, unspoken loss… all in one corridor with doors. Open one door and see wats inside. Some people, some people in white and most of the time a singular human. They hush at you "occupied" or "wait in the hallway", as if it is soon your turn at their hand
Mex thread about coca cola/Slav thread about unhealthy drinks
Remember when coca cola's used to have names? Obv they were localized
Difficult life? No problem, just dont have the difficult in the life
In a certain office, right now, this instant, a paper pusher must stand around the printer. Waiting and waiting for the day to end, for the ink to end, for the paper to end, but there is no end in sight. When the day ends, the new day begins and then the same cycle of paperpushery continues. The same printer, the same guy, the same wish for some distant end which never quite comes
Not buying anything you prick
Mindless urge to scroll the MarketplaceI learned writing from the best Asian teacher. Air
I stood for a moment in the hallway, like a totem with hands wide. Not wishing for a rain or a lightning, but for a guidance. Which cabinet is for me to enter and everything. Then by a chance I got a tip, I must fetch my medical card first. That I didnt do and so then I fetched it and seated myself in the anticipation of the great and wonderful doctor. Oh, doctor, all of my worries just brush away with your stethoscope