do you even know what you are playing with? what fires lurk inside those gates, waiting to swallow you and drown your desperate cries? do you even understand one thing about the game you have chosen to play? do you know the rules? do you know what happens if THEY come for you? the demons with their soulless eyes are watching you dance closer and closer to the all-consuming darkness. and they want you. they want eveyone. if i could tell you what i saw the last time i was in there, if you could even understand the scars left on my spirit from that one encounter, you might turn away from your foolishness. the demons are waiting to be invited back in to the land of the dead, and will you be the ones to hold open the door and welcome them? will you allow the evilness to return so close to where you must sleep, eat, live? can't you even see what they want from you? they will choke you with their chains, lead you around as though you are an animal, break you of all your innocence. the innocence that eveyone so highly prizes in people of your age. i beg of you, all of you, do not continue with your plans! do not follow through with this foolishness! if you can even hear me at all, give me a minute of your time and take my words inside you! THEY will come. those that have the black eyes and voiceless promises of everything you have ever desired, but the road to their 'paradise' is paved with chains and barbed wire. the grasses are dead, the trees but skeletons against the stormy sky. oh, please, listen to me! do not leave my cries echoing into the silent void you have left behind! more than ever i wish that you would listen to me. that you would see what i mean! none of you know what you are doing! fight the thrill of darkness and come back to what you had before. come back to us, do not leave your souls resting in the land of the dead, your bodies but an empty husk. please, please, do not...
*for annie, tracey, and alex*
Tuesday, October 18, 2005
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It's ok, I talked to Annie about it, and she assured me she wouldn't do it. Then she promised. And THEN I got her to promise she would stay away from the board altogether on Halloween and the 1st (since the 1st is the actual day of power, Halloween is just the eve...). So... you should have nothing to worry about, at least from her.
If you can, tell me sometime what you saw when you went in there. I'm very interested in knowing...
Listen, I know that your concerned, and all. I promise that I'd never do anything to hurt myself. Or you. Just stop being so worried. Ok? *Hug*
RYN: It's no problem. The Ouiji board is something I'd been wanting to talk to her about anyway. She knew I was concerned, but she didn't (and still may not) know the extent of it... But, basically her words: "I wouldn't even go very far in that graveyard when you were here... what makes you think I'd go in there with Tracey and Alex, with a Ouiji board, at night, on Halloween? That's insane..."
If this were advice to me, you would be too late. I say let the innocent dance. So that maybe my eyes will fade from black.
It's a FREAKING PIECE OF WOOD and a lame holiday for candy!
Oooh, the Ouiji board. I tried summoning grandma tonight with candles like they do in the movies. It didn't work so well. Why should the Ouiji be any different?
*hack* well, um, there are multiple reasons that it's different, not that i'm planning on explaining them...just know that there are...oh, and um...i think i just missed the point of that first sentence there...
RYN: I prefer to think she's honest with me...
Hanna doesn't believe in the power and spirits behind things like Ouiji, Tarot, Halloween in general, and other such things. I don't know why she feels she has to patronize people who do believe in that, but it pisses me off, too...
So, Shade... you think that everyone should kill themselves, then? Why haven't you in that case? I don't wish you dead, I'm just curious about your seeming let-darkness-swallow-all mindset. Actually, I'm mostly curious about your response to this...
RYN: You probably don't want to know what the Shuwongadongadoodoobear is... if you really do, ask me over IM, or just ask Annie, she knows... And, yeah, I think she was hurt that everyone seemed to be ganging up on her on the subject, but I don't think it's really too bad. She seems to be doing alright now.
I hope you're doing well yourself, love.
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