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Morgan Freeman ([info]sweetwaterkill) wrote in [info]paxletale,
@ 2010-10-18 08:14:00

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Current mood: frustrated
Entry tags:changing woman, coyote, eris, mania, raijin

#802: Damn it!
When the building changed, I went around with my camera and took photos of every floor. I just got those pictures back. Like everything else, the changes had disappeared. I guess this leaves a Mass Hypnosis effect as the only theory remaining...

Hair is pink now.


"I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,
And arbitrary blackness gallops in:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade:
Exit seraphim and Satan's men:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I fancied you'd return the way you said,
But I grow old and I forget your name.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

I should have loved a thunderbird instead;
At least when spring comes they roar back again.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)"



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[info]the_calm_before
2010-10-18 07:23 pm UTC (link)
Yeah, I did that too with my iPhone. All the pictures I took are just of the hallways. I think I'm just going to pretend it never happened.

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[info]sweetwaterkill
2010-10-18 09:11 pm UTC (link)
That's ridiculous. How is it possible to hypnotize so many at once? Ugh. Just going to run it from my mind and watch Dr. Jeykll & Mr. Hyde circa 1932.

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[info]eristic
2010-10-18 08:16 pm UTC (link)
You mean you made me open that jar for nothing?

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[info]sweetwaterkill
2010-10-18 09:07 pm UTC (link)
Not for nothing. It isn't like I knew the evidence would go away. And you could have said no.

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[info]sugar_cycle
2010-10-19 12:50 am UTC (link)
What worries me the most is how can you hypnotize a whole building without anyone knowing? We haven't even all met! If it was a gas or something, I hope we don't have weird after effects.

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[info]sweetwaterkill
2010-10-19 01:47 am UTC (link)
Television? Radio? Cellphones? The journals themselves? I don't even know. I'm just guessing now.

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[info]whiskey_jack
2010-10-19 03:00 am UTC (link)
Replying to you instead of Kami because she'd gut me like a fish It seems more like mass hallucination to me. Easy enough to do by dumping a ton of LSD or something into the building's water supply. Though that still doesn't explain how those of us who weren't even in the building when it changed still saw it. Contact high? I dunno.

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[info]sweetwaterkill
2010-10-19 03:09 am UTC (link)
Okay but how does that explain how we all see the same thing? I mean, you saw the same jar we did...

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[info]whiskey_jack
2010-10-19 04:08 am UTC (link)
It's something that happens sometimes in group drug experiences, everyone shares the same trip. So maybe we were all tripping balls and saw the jar. Except that Charlie chick touched it, and I touched another jar on the fifth floor. Still makes no sense. My brain hurts.

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[info]sweetwaterkill
2010-10-19 05:05 am UTC (link)
I wouldn't know. I don't do drugs. I'm so boring. The only thing exciting about me is my hair.

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[info]sugar_cycle
2010-10-21 01:48 am UTC (link)
I really hope none of the above. I like all of them too much. I think we'll just have to cross our fingers and hope it was a one-off. If not... The building owners are going to have some serious explaining to do!

PS I love that poem you put up there. Some of those lines are just so delicious. "sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane" is just the way to go. ;)

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[info]sweetwaterkill
2010-10-21 02:28 am UTC (link)
I'm in agreement on all points really. I think I would die without any of those. Good luck getting people to explain anything though.

Sylvia Plath was a genius but it's a shame that she ended up killing herself. Conundrum: Would she have written as well if she hadn't been slowly going mad?

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[info]sugar_cycle
2010-10-21 03:33 am UTC (link)
I haven't read much of her work, unfortunately. Just a bit here and there. One of the girls back in my old house went through an obsessive phase on her so I ended up picking some up. It's powerful stuff.

I guess it's a person to person thing, really. We've had some really fantastic sane writers, too. So who knows?

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[info]sweetwaterkill
2010-10-21 04:01 am UTC (link)
There's a website for it. Here. But you really should pick up The Bell Jar and a copy of her journals.

And who are we to decide what is sane and what isn't anyhow?

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