I know. [sob] I feel the same way. [heavy sigh] The only thing that keeps me going on, bravely, is the sheer terror that if somehow I break down, they will haul me away to a psychiatric facility. And you know what THAT means. It means that there is (apparently, from all the creative writing posts I have had the extreme pleasure of reading) an extremely high chance that I will:
1- be kept away from society against my will for long periods of time for no discernible reason.
2- be locked up in seclusion for long periods of time at the whim of cruel staff (mostly those "fast-assed lazy nurses").
3- be starved.
4- be forced to use the torturous machine of jiggling weight reduction.
5- be stuck in a small room with only a slot in the door near the floor, forced to stick my fingers out, looking for nonexistent human warmth and contact.
6- be put in hydrotherapy for weeks at a time in ice cold water after they dump trays and trays of ice cubes in it.
7- be shocked.
8- be lobotomized.
9- be given a "chemical lobotomy" in the way of massive oversedation, mostly as a form of experimentation, partly as a means of keeping me tranquil and zombied out.
10- be given no privacy when bathing or using the bathroom.
11- be forced to sleep in a large crib.
12- have my fuzzy teddy bear taken away from me as a particularly cruel form of abuse.
13- be cremated if I die there (and I probably will, given all the horrors I have described above).
14- be compelled, after I die, to roam the halls of the deserted asylum I last lived in, only in the shape of a fat white blob (not too different than how I currently look, at least), caught on photos only when a piece of lint happens to fly by or a drop of water gets on someone's camera lens - mistaken at times for the orb of Radical Ed's beer instead of the tortured soul I will be.
But worst of all, they will force me to read comments like the ones I previously quoted and they will try to brainwash me that these were the only pieces of reality that ever existed and that any other beliefs I might have had were just delusions - the ramblings of an overactive and demented mind.
And I will be released only when I come out of there thinking that everything is black and white.
CAS - help! They are trying to make me (gasp - choke - sputter) "NORMAL"! AAAAEEEEIIIIEEEEEE!!!!!!! Run for your very life, my friend! =8-o
Ur pictures are amazing!!! One day i got lost driving and i ended up by pilgrim it was really creepy and being the horror freak i am i went back the next day. Pilgrim is very interesting to me and it is good 2 c ppl trying to solve the mystery 2 y it was just abandoned......
Great picture...alot of colors and able-to-feel vibes. You're a very skilled photographer. Love the website and absolutely love the photos...keep up with the beautiful photos... :)
they look like old sunlamps that they used sometimes on TB patients...wild guess tho :) either that or the bookworms are hiding down there at night reading books they shouldnt :P
I know. [sob] I feel the same way. [heavy sigh] The only thing that keeps me going on, bravely, is the sheer terror that if somehow I break down, they will haul me away to a psychiatric facility. And you know what THAT means. It means that there is (apparently, from all the creative writing posts I have had the extreme pleasure of reading) an extremely high chance that I will:
1- be kept away from society against my will for long periods of time for no discernible reason.
2- be locked up in seclusion for long periods of time at the whim of cruel staff (mostly those "fast-assed lazy nurses").
3- be starved.
4- be forced to use the torturous machine of jiggling weight reduction.
5- be stuck in a small room with only a slot in the door near the floor, forced to stick my fingers out, looking for nonexistent human warmth and contact.
6- be put in hydrotherapy for weeks at a time in ice cold water after they dump trays and trays of ice cubes in it.
7- be shocked.
8- be lobotomized.
9- be given a "chemical lobotomy" in the way of massive oversedation, mostly as a form of experimentation, partly as a means of keeping me tranquil and zombied out.
10- be given no privacy when bathing or using the bathroom.
11- be forced to sleep in a large crib.
12- have my fuzzy teddy bear taken away from me as a particularly cruel form of abuse.
13- be cremated if I die there (and I probably will, given all the horrors I have described above).
14- be compelled, after I die, to roam the halls of the deserted asylum I last lived in, only in the shape of a fat white blob (not too different than how I currently look, at least), caught on photos only when a piece of lint happens to fly by or a drop of water gets on someone's camera lens - mistaken at times for the orb of Radical Ed's beer instead of the tortured soul I will be.
But worst of all, they will force me to read comments like the ones I previously quoted and they will try to brainwash me that these were the only pieces of reality that ever existed and that any other beliefs I might have had were just delusions - the ramblings of an overactive and demented mind.
And I will be released only when I come out of there thinking that everything is black and white.
CAS - help! They are trying to make me (gasp - choke - sputter) "NORMAL"! AAAAEEEEIIIIEEEEEE!!!!!!! Run for your very life, my friend! =8-o