ride the spiral to the end

Before i start,

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

Now that I've got all the A's out of my body, I'd like to ask you what you see:

If you see either
a)an antispiral
b)art
c)a mathematical relation

then, please stay away from me, you may be insane.
Earlier today, Bryan tried to insult drivers with weird gestures and dances. Jackson was swift to save the day with a kick in the nuts. Pretty awesome.


It was weird, the journey back.
I opened a can 'o stout in the car and just before i took a sip, I noticed two cops about 5 meters away.
Pretty awesome. Kids dont drink and drive, you might spill your booze.


so anywhossel, on the way back, i decided that i wanted my sunday to be a little more spirited.

Half an hour later, i ended up in an empty house. I think its the one opposite the mosque on my road.


it really was scary. I'm actually one of the most easily scared people out there. I fear what my physical form cannot comprehend or defend itself against. Also snakes and batman are very real threats.


Anywayssel, i cut through the house. Entered the front and went out through the back. I was sweating fear in the kitchen. It was pitch black, so i had to use the phone's camera flash by repeatedly taking pictures.




You see, nokia has no easy way of turning on the camera light. I guess there's an app for that.

all that added to the whole scare factor. The worst part was the ceiling of the kitchen had enough space for a pontianak or something. Obviously all that went through my mind at the time.

Most people probably conquered their fear of the supernatural at a very young age. I have never been able to, even after all the apparent rationalizing. I do these nonsensical (and probably nonscary) raids and explorations for 3 reasons.

1)i need to master my fears to become the batman(a communist version of him at least. Hey, let me dream)

2)i love the adreanaline rush that it gives. Almost as good as getting chased by dogs on a bike. But my bikes are broken darn it.

3)hopefully it'll just show that no matter how real or apparently logical the supernatural can seem to be, none of it is. I go in with an open mind, if i see something in the corner of my eye, i turn and face it, and make sure i dont jump to conclusions. It would have been so much easier for me to convince most of the people i know that these places are haunted. I'm not trying to be different, i'm trying to make a stand.


But mostly it's the first reason.


anyway, enough bullshit. On the way out, my leg got pierced by some rusty iron fence. If i die of lockjaw or tetanus at the end of the week, it's only because god loves me and wants me back, right?



right?