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BTW the mycelium has already overtaken me and it's delightful

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by KAREN JERZYK

The Lonely

Literally what did olivia laing say about loneliness leading to more loneliness. Loneliness being so repulsive that people sense it from you and stay away. Crazy crazy

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I have unwittingly witnessed a new level of the absurd. Behold, the AI-generated equine anatomy models.

Ah yes, my favourite parts of the equine body. Paster and... *looks at the smudged writing on hand* boob. At least this one looks purely decorative and the being actually looks like a horse. But don't worry, it gets worse.

If we completely ignore the hipopotamus musculature of this one, there's still a lot of things that don't make sense in this one, like a tail that ends in a series of bone spikes and a complete lack of molars. You could make a cool pokemon on the basis of this, but it's not even in the realm of being an actual anatomy help.

I'm firmly convinced this is not a horse, this is something that really, really wants you to think it is a horse. The more you look, the more things look... wrong. The more details turn out to be shifted, bones crammed in to fill in the familiar form, its shape merely implied so that the human mind fills the gap. Of course the text seems like gibberish, because its anatomy is incomprehensible. it's either a parasite or a monster and in each case, it's an eldtrich body horror. I'm kind of angry at how well this joke writes itself.

What do you think of this dream creature. I used to dream about shadow creatures a lot. They're these very tall, vaguely human-shaped blobs of pitch black shadow, with piercing white eyes, and an aura of fear that causes the air to grow slightly staticky when they're nearby. They usually lurk in dark or dimly lit places with nobody around and wait for people to stumble upon them, and can possess people, though sometimes they don't attack and just watch. Victims of the shadow creatures who've been possessed look like shadowy silhouettes of themselves with glowing eyes, though they can appear normal but with something off about them. I used to dream about these creatures all the time, sometimes the dream wouldn't even be about them and they'd just be encountered by accident, but now it's very rare and only when I'm notably stressed out irl.

The very first dream in which I encountered this creature was notably memorable -it took place inside a school that had been twisted into a labyrinth of twisting, not-well-lit halls scattered around, with the entrance hallway being a very long, dark hallway with light at the end, and at the end of the dream, I went into a room that had the lights off not realizing the increasingly weird atmosphere was coming from a creature hiding in there, and the person who was with me got possessed and then they jumpscared me (which woke me up). They have appeared in other dreams with the power to turn into a shadow creature voluntarily, and I've since been inspired to use this character in my creative writing.

The Dark

When I was in school I had regular dreams where 10-50% of the student body wasn't there and the halls were covered in blood, smeared over the walls and puddled on the floor. I made the connection it was the missing kids blood but nobody ever mentioned it, and everyone talked like they'd be back the next day

(one variant had 75% of the students missing and the trains kept driving by to the slaughterhouse right next door and we all realized they were being butchered but that's solid Flesh)

This does seem of the Flesh, though there’s a possibility of implied Slaugher.

The Extinction

The Buried

Eye/Vast avatar

Call that shit Eyecloud

The drums that highlight a pun can be oh so similar to the drums of War.

what would the fear of missing out fall under? it feels like it takes aspects from a lot of other fears (being left out, loss, limited time, newness, not knowing what happened, and more) but I can pin it down.

There is definitely Loneliness to it, but there is also an element of the End; life is short, and your time is running out. Have you experienced enough, done enough, been happy enough in the blink on this earth you were given? Yolo.

(Apologies for maybe bad wordings) I have mostly bad dreams all the time, of standard stuff like people I love dying or trying to kill me or just generally not caring at all, however, the nightmare that comes to mind when people talk about nightmares is my most common reoccurring nightmare where something (generally something special to me) is duplicated and I don't know which the "real" one is, once it was my childhood teddy, there was my teddy and another new one my mum bought me because it was the same, but it was super distressing because I didn't know which "my" teddy was, even though one was way noticably newer than the other

The other nightmare I remember most was playing with my Nana's dog as a young child and somehow she jumped into the toilet and I accidentally flushed her down, for some reason I knew it was a dream then and looked in the bathroom mirror at myself trying to wake up for a long time, half convincing myself it wasn't a dream because I couldn't wake up

The Stranger for the first; for the second, accidentally flushing a pet down the toilet is of the End, but trying to wake up until you doubt yourself and your reality is of the Spiral.

I had a lot of grotesque dreams last night but I'll save you two of the stranger ones.

The first was that I was doing an assignment for my Biology class, but every time I answered one question, another question appeared and the assignment kept getting longer. I was doing it on the due date and it was so upsetting.

The second was that there were plants growing between my brother's teeth. I didn't believe him when he told me until I saw it, and then I freaked out.

I think they were stress dreams, if that affects any identification.

The second is the Corruption; for the first, it’s difficult to say… the urgency and neverending nature of it could be linked to the Hunt, or perhaps it could be said that you feel Buried under the ever-expanding task. Maybe the feeling of impending doom as the deadline approaches could even be the End… but hear me out now.

Some may call me a conspiracy theorist for this, but theories I have! Have you ever heard of the concept of the Dull?

The reasoning goes as such; humans love balance, love symmetry. The prevalence of inversion theory when it comes to the Fears prove this. And human imagination molds Them. But currently, one Entity is without a dance partner; the newest, still forming Extinction. There is an imbalance, a void waiting to be filled. And what would mirror the Terrible Change? The fear of nothing ever changing. Being stuck in this state of things, monotony, boredom, every day just the same as the last and the next and the next and the next forevermore. This is exhibit A.

Exhibit B: something happened in recent years. Something that left a large part of the world’s population stuck at home, the days bleeding into each other, getting cabin fever, going stir-crazy trying to escape the tedium. An event like this, on such a scale… couldn’t it be the perfect push for Something to start coalescing?

I call it the Dull, the Forever And Ever And Ever And Ever, the Broken Clock. Apathy and endless repetition, lifeless routine, rows and rows of identical greige-painted suburban homes. Always through the same motions with no end in sight. It will always be like this.

Consider it:)

This has been bothering me, but when people flinch when others yell at them. Not the loudness per se, just the, I guess, "aesthetic" of yelling. It can also be associated with flinching before someone raise their hand

The Slaughter. Very straightforward; yelling is a threat display, and we instinctively fear actual violence may follow it.

The Stranger

Found on marketplace, the description is my favorite part

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my favorite eclipse video so far - via sperglate on TikTok

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One time I had a dream where I could go to a really weird space simulation except it was contained within an actual void. I kept messing around with the planets because they were to scale, by picking them up and tossing them in weird places. Some of them were really heavy, like lead. I Iied down on the platform preventing me from falling into the void, tossing trash into Earth's orbit, but the planets kept moving away, and the trash kept falling. I went on Discord (in the dream) and asked "is it weird that l'm pissed at Earth's orbit" and a lot of people in the server said "no". Then I asked what was underneath the platform, and my friend replied "EOR" with a Wikipedia article attached titled "Extension of Reality". I peeked underneath the platform and everything turned blinding white with a deafeningly loud buzzing noise and I got stuck there. I said the word "space" and "Space" in Times New Roman popped up in my vision and it was the only thing I could see. Then I said "what the fuck" and "What the fuck" in the same font popped up and then I woke up

There is elements of both the Vast and the Spiral to this one.