Where wild minds come to rest
An unintended round of self-experimentation has me wondering how similar daydreaming and regular dreaming could be in how they function. Specifically, I've noticed some curious parallels between…Continue
Events in the last few months and most notably the last couple of weeks have had me thinking about the possibility of there being "stages" to a maladaptive daydreamer's condition over time, different…Continue
I was wondering if a consequence of having an imagination as powerful as the one we daydreamers have could, in a sense, heighten our "senses". Not the conventional physical senses, but some kind of…Continue
Camoran has not received any gifts yet
Somewhere deep in, behind the unending storm of nightmares and screams and stories, is a great void. A crater the likes of which you can't see until you fall into it. It is vast and silent, almost peacefully inert, but it's also unspeakably cold and empty. It was there, hidden, all this time, waiting to be found. It will be found, sooner or later, and the drowned truth it desperately tries to cry out will shatter everything you thought you knew. The veil will fall when you wake up.
Another song made by yours truly, no alien languages this time! Hope you'll like it!
Change in sight
Brothers of a creed
Divinity long slumbered, now arise!
Words of a false prophet
Thirst for truth and vengeance in the new
Gift of fate
A promise from afar
Long sought peace is now within my grasp
Justice of another
So, less than a week to go before 2016 kicks out. According to the internet, this has been the worst year in history. According to my country's weather forecasts, it's been the year with the hottest summer ever (they say that every year). According to my own experience, neither of those.
But experience is subjective. Different people exposed to the same event almost always internalize it in different ways. We are limited to our own point of view when it comes to first-hand experiences,…
As some of you could clearly tell by my ramblings in chat these last two weeks, I've been having an increasingly hard time in keeping my sanity in check. Numerous aspects that had persisted for eras are coming into harder and harder friction against reality, whether I like it or not. Streams of thought that I had somewhat managed to chain into the back of my head for years are gaining unprecedented power.
My mind is fragmented, falling to pieces, and each of those pieces is fighting…Continue