Guilty Conscience

 A day in the break room of spirit guides.
(Play music clip "I think I'm a Clone Now" by Weird Al)

Update

I just added the monetize feature on this blog. Waiting approval right now, but hopefully it doesn't create problems. Trial run for a few days. Let me know if there are any annoyances. Be aware that I can't customize specific ads displayed yet, but soon I will.

Thank you to all who have read a little here and there. I enjoy just seeing reaction votes. It is also interesting to see which stories readers enjoy. Not what I expected. For instance, the Building a Mystery post was originally meant as a prologue. I am keeping in mind that at least friends are curious about personal details, that not all the stories need to be generic.
 
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Enjoy the Silence

Children often cope with trauma through their play. It may, for instance, provide a controlled and non-threatening way of delving into the dark desires of a recovering victim. The following story is one of many self-indulging fantasies I utilized. 

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Determination

(Reader discretion is advised, but not recommended.
‘You don’t want to gently guide them along the path through the forest that is your mind, you want to lead them to the top of the cliff and shove them off.’).

Awaken. Come back from your peace. Your body needs you. Crystal…
    Vision blurs from a state of dreaming, to face the realm she left behind. Shapes mainly, of varying shades of darkness. Her eyes had adapted during her slumber. Awareness slowly returned, grounding her mind to the vessel she had drifted from. The chill had numbed all physical sensation, but the blood spoke the truth. She would exhibit gratitude for her involuntary functions later, breathing would seem pointless had she the choice to stop. Too many shapes. Still too much light. You disappoint me Darkness, she thought.

Absence, An Origin Story (Reference)

I sort of went link crazy today and decided to go ahead and exemplify what cultural references might connect to this project.

Since I can't seem to find a clip of this anywhere... Here is the story Gabrielle, from Xena: The Warrior Princess, tells Iolaus as he lay dying ["Prometheus" Season 1, Episode 8]. Its better when the actress tells it of course, but I always found it a beautiful explanation for why we psychologically and spiritually seek companionship. Another origin story if you will.

• Gabrielle: Once, a long, long time ago, all people had four legs and two heads. And then, the Gods threw down thunderbolts, and split everyone into two. Each half then had two legs, and one head. But the separation left both sides with a desperate yearning to be reunited, because they shared the same soul. And ever since then, all people spend their lives searching for the other half of their soul.

This story is originally from Plato's "Symposium" [ref].

Absence, An Origin Story

A being existed in emptiness. Alone. Drifting weightlessly. He did not know he was a human being, nor comprehend what a label entailed. Never seeing or understanding his body, its parts, their purposes and capabilities. His senses were useless. He would not know to move because he had never seen his limbs, nor had he the resistance of ground to press against. He didn’t know to cry for attention because he was unaware another being might exist to answer. He did not acknowledge need.

Building a Mystery

(Play song by Sarah McLachlan)

I always figured my wife was crazy. As a young man, I was cautioned about the wiles of a woman, their tendencies to gossip and play tricks. When she and I first started dating she’d over analyze some small, seemingly unimportant thing, like something I said in passing. She searches for meaning in the slightest shift of my eyes, the subconscious expressions of my face, the barely audible changes in my tone of voice. One look of mine can somehow be interpreted in a variety of ways.