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True sense of Dread

 
Craazee8
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True sense of Dread
last two nights, something very strange has happened.

Three AM I am woken from a sound sleep by a tremendous feeling of cold overtaking my bedroom. I wake up and can see my frozen breath.

I look down at the foot of my bed in the dark, and the small cupboard by the wall, it's slightly ajar and a strange green light is softly glowing from it. A mist forms at the foot of my bed, seeming to seep into the room from the open cupboard door.

The mist slowly takes shape and forms into the horrible shade of Abe Vigoda. Then, very quietly, and in a lovely singing voice, the ghoulish spector begins to sing "Ashes to Ashes" by David Bowie. He slowly drifts back into the mist as the song ends and he is moaning, "my mother says to get things done, you better not mess with major tom".

I am left with a feeling of dread filling my soul, and eventually I fall back into a restless sleep.

I think David Bowie is trying to reach out to me from across the boundary of life and death itself. Or...maybe Barney Miller is, I'm not sure.
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Re: True sense of Dread
just a demon in your asshole speaking to you
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Re: True sense of Dread
That's nothing.

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last two nights, something very strange has happened.

Three AM I am woken from a sound sleep by a tremendous feeling of cold overtaking my bedroom. I wake up and can see my frozen breath.

I look down at the foot of my bed in the dark, and the small cupboard by the wall, it's slightly ajar and a strange green light is softly glowing from it. A mist forms at the foot of my bed, seeming to seep into the room from the open cupboard door.

The mist slowly takes shape and forms into the horrible shade of Abe Vigoda. Then, very quietly, and in a lovely singing voice, the ghoulish spector begins to sing "Ashes to Ashes" by David Bowie. He slowly drifts back into the mist as the song ends and he is moaning, "my mother says to get things done, you better not mess with major tom".

I am left with a feeling of dread filling my soul, and eventually I fall back into a restless sleep.

I think David Bowie is trying to reach out to me from across the boundary of life and death itself. Or...maybe Barney Miller is, I'm not sure.
 Quoting: Craazee8


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Re: True sense of Dread
Draw your swords! The true-dos who lub will survive..lubbin is da key ;)
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Thread: This huge wave of dread just washed over my soul
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This is all Bowie affecting us the way any great body affects the gravity of other nearby lesser bodies.





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