Pyro
Bluelighter
=the milkman, why don't I deliver my milk?=
It used to be that when I went left, I went to my left.
Now when I look left I see right.
I haven't tried going left in awhile because of this occurance (seeing right).
So I've been standing here with the doorbell rining continually. I think someone wants to desperatly get into my house, but I haven't been able to go left for the longest of times. They've been ringing the doorbell for about six months now, every eight seconds
*ding dong*
I rememberd a long time ago that the milkman used to ring three times, at eight second intervals. The milkman used to deliver my milk, right on time, to the second every thursday.
One day about a year ago my milk wasn't delivered. I went down to the milk store and asked what had happened to my milkman? They said he was hospitalized after a self-inflicted gunshot wound to the left temple. They told me that he is now paralyzed for life and no longer responding to anything. A vegetable. That is about the time when things went strange on me. For one I haven't move from this position in the middle of my house for six months. I often times wonder how I am still alive... but it really makes no sense at all that I am seeing as how I haven't eaten or moved for 24 weeks. It's curious.
That damned doorbell keeps ringing.
I can't move... because when I look left I see right, so when I try to go right I'm actually going left, but i can't move left-ways because there is no left-ways because when I look left I see right.
It's sad about the milkman though.
Pyro
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It used to be that when I went left, I went to my left.
Now when I look left I see right.
I haven't tried going left in awhile because of this occurance (seeing right).
So I've been standing here with the doorbell rining continually. I think someone wants to desperatly get into my house, but I haven't been able to go left for the longest of times. They've been ringing the doorbell for about six months now, every eight seconds
*ding dong*
I rememberd a long time ago that the milkman used to ring three times, at eight second intervals. The milkman used to deliver my milk, right on time, to the second every thursday.
One day about a year ago my milk wasn't delivered. I went down to the milk store and asked what had happened to my milkman? They said he was hospitalized after a self-inflicted gunshot wound to the left temple. They told me that he is now paralyzed for life and no longer responding to anything. A vegetable. That is about the time when things went strange on me. For one I haven't move from this position in the middle of my house for six months. I often times wonder how I am still alive... but it really makes no sense at all that I am seeing as how I haven't eaten or moved for 24 weeks. It's curious.
That damned doorbell keeps ringing.
I can't move... because when I look left I see right, so when I try to go right I'm actually going left, but i can't move left-ways because there is no left-ways because when I look left I see right.
It's sad about the milkman though.
Pyro
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Frequency. Music. Sound. Imagination. Reality. Worlds. Hope. Love. Communication. Common Sense. Community.
