Story for Sixpenceee!

Alright so this just happened to me last night. I don’t have too many strange stories (besides the fact that I once lived in a haunted house but that’s an entirely different story altogether) so this really rattled me.

My friend and I were leaving my house around 10:30-ish because I was going to spend the night at hers. I live in a poorly lit neighborhood. There are streetlights, but they’re not very bright. The street has ALWAYS creeped me out because I live on the very end of the road, and you can see aaaall the way down the dim and gloomy street…

Anyways, we walked outside and were sort of chatting as we entered her car. Sort of taking our time. And then, I saw it. I wasn’t sure what it was. I wasn’t looking straight at it. It wasn’t in the corner of my eye, but also not in my line of vision. I saw something move. Something faded and black, like some sort of fuzzy figure, moved for a bit past the hood of her car. And then, just like that, it was gone. At first, I thought my eye was just doing weird. I see stuff like that all the time. But after a second I decided to make note of it. As I stood outside the car I said,

"Huh. That was weird."

"What?" She replied.

"I just thought I saw something moving past your car but then it was gone."

"Wait. You saw that too?"

I felt my heart jolt.

"What? I mean—yes. Like. Something black right there?" I pointed past the hood of the car and motioned to direction it moved to.

"Yeah. Almost like a figure. I saw it, but then decided that it wasn’t there because it scared me."

"Did you see it out of the corner of your eye or something?"

"No. I was looking straight at it. It was black and fuzzy and moved that way." She gestured the motion of its movement.

We stood there for a moment. But the look on my friends face was saying everything but, “Yeah. Let’s just stand here some more.”

"Why are you still standing there LETS GO," She said.

We got out of there quicker than a Chinese fire drill after that.

I know it’s not that crazy of a story, but it still boggled me. The fact that I was not expecting her to have seen the same thing as me completely freaked me out. What scares me most of all, is that I see things like this all the time, but have always regarded it as something else. Something “normal.” But now, now that I know other people can see what I’m seeing…I seriously can’t get my mind off it. 

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Random chick with horns who isn’t messing around. (disclaimer this is not Aradia just in case you thought it was) #sketch #sketches #draw #drawing #drawings #copics #greyscale #inking #concept

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im so sad gdi

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We should have these everywhere 

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There needs to be more body positive songs in pop culture and I think this is a great contribution. THIS IS AN IMPORTANT THING.

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Holy shit this video is fucking adorable


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"Death and the Maiden" series by Otto Schmidt.

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You were on your way home when you died.

It was a car accident. Nothing particularly remarkable, but fatal nonetheless. You left behind a wife and two children. It was a painless death. The EMTs tried their best to save you, but to no avail. Your body was so utterly shattered you were better off, trust me.

And that’s when you met me.

“What… what happened?” You asked. “Where am I?”

“You died,” I said, matter-of-factly. No point in mincing words.

“There was a… a truck and it was skidding…”

“Yup,” I said.

“I… I died?”

“Yup. But don’t feel bad about it. Everyone dies,” I said.

You looked around. There was nothingness. Just you and me. “What is this place?” You asked. “Is this the afterlife?”

“More or less,” I said.

“Are you god?” You asked.

“Yup,” I replied. “I’m God.”

“My kids… my wife,” you said.

“What about them?”

“Will they be all right?”

“That’s what I like to see,” I said. “You just died and your main concern is for your family. That’s good stuff right there.”

You looked at me with fascination. To you, I didn’t look like God. I just looked like some man. Or possibly a woman. Some vague authority figure, maybe. More of a grammar school teacher than the almighty.

“Don’t worry,” I said. “They’ll be fine. Your kids will remember you as perfect in every way. They didn’t have time to grow contempt for you. Your wife will cry on the outside, but will be secretly relieved. To be fair, your marriage was falling apart. If it’s any consolation, she’ll feel very guilty for feeling relieved.”

“Oh,” you said. “So what happens now? Do I go to heaven or hell or something?”

“Neither,” I said. “You’ll be reincarnated.”

“Ah,” you said. “So the Hindus were right,”

“All religions are right in their own way,” I said. “Walk with me.”

You followed along as we strode through the void. “Where are we going?”

“Nowhere in particular,” I said. “It’s just nice to walk while we talk.”

“So what’s the point, then?” You asked. “When I get reborn, I’ll just be a blank slate, right? A baby. So all my experiences and everything I did in this life won’t matter.”

“Not so!” I said. “You have within you all the knowledge and experiences of all your past lives. You just don’t remember them right now.”

I stopped walking and took you by the shoulders. “Your soul is more magnificent, beautiful, and gigantic than you can possibly imagine. A human mind can only contain a tiny fraction of what you are. It’s like sticking your finger in a glass of water to see if it’s hot or cold. You put a tiny part of yourself into the vessel, and when you bring it back out, you’ve gained all the experiences it had.

“You’ve been in a human for the last 48 years, so you haven’t stretched out yet and felt the rest of your immense consciousness. If we hung out here for long enough, you’d start remembering everything. But there’s no point to doing that between each life.”

“How many times have I been reincarnated, then?”

“Oh lots. Lots and lots. An in to lots of different lives.” I said. “This time around, you’ll be a Chinese peasant girl in 540 AD.”

“Wait, what?” You stammered. “You’re sending me back in time?”

“Well, I guess technically. Time, as you know it, only exists in your universe. Things are different where I come from.”

“Where you come from?” You said.

“Oh sure,” I explained “I come from somewhere. Somewhere else. And there are others like me. I know you’ll want to know what it’s like there, but honestly you wouldn’t understand.”

“Oh,” you said, a little let down. “But wait. If I get reincarnated to other places in time, I could have interacted with myself at some point.”

“Sure. Happens all the time. And with both lives only aware of their own lifespan you don’t even know it’s happening.”

“So what’s the point of it all?”

“Seriously?” I asked. “Seriously? You’re asking me for the meaning of life? Isn’t that a little stereotypical?”

“Well it’s a reasonable question,” you persisted.

I looked you in the eye. “The meaning of life, the reason I made this whole universe, is for you to mature.”

“You mean mankind? You want us to mature?”

“No, just you. I made this whole universe for you. With each new life you grow and mature and become a larger and greater intellect.”

“Just me? What about everyone else?”

“There is no one else,” I said. “In this universe, there’s just you and me.”

You stared blankly at me. “But all the people on earth…”

“All you. Different incarnations of you.”

“Wait. I’m everyone!?”

“Now you’re getting it,” I said, with a congratulatory slap on the back.

“I’m every human being who ever lived?”

“Or who will ever live, yes.”

“I’m Abraham Lincoln?”

“And you’re John Wilkes Booth, too,” I added.

“I’m Hitler?” You said, appalled.

“And you’re the millions he killed.”

“I’m Jesus?”

“And you’re everyone who followed him.”

You fell silent.

“Every time you victimized someone,” I said, “you were victimizing yourself. Every act of kindness you’ve done, you’ve done to yourself. Every happy and sad moment ever experienced by any human was, or will be, experienced by you.”

You thought for a long time.

“Why?” You asked me. “Why do all this?”

“Because someday, you will become like me. Because that’s what you are. You’re one of my kind. You’re my child.”

“Whoa,” you said, incredulous. “You mean I’m a god?”

“No. Not yet. You’re a fetus. You’re still growing. Once you’ve lived every human life throughout all time, you will have grown enough to be born.”

“So the whole universe,” you said, “it’s just…”

“An egg.” I answered. “Now it’s time for you to move on to your next life.”

And I sent you on your way.


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do you ever get in one of those moods where you’re like feeling okay but you’re really sad at the same time and you just want to talk to someone and make them hug you but you feel annoying so you kind of just sit there being really sad

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Ask me this shit ;P :)

1.How are you, really?

2.What kind of music do you like?

3.Do you like travelling?

4.What do you do for fun?

5.What is your biggest fear?

6.What do you think people think of you?

7.What do you think about art?

8.Cats or dogs?

9.What are you thinking about?

10.Tell me about your first kiss.

11.What is your favourite book?

12.Do you have any tattoos? What is it?

13.Your saddest memory.

14.Are you old fashioned?

15.Do you play any musical instrument?

16.What attracts you in a girl/boy?

17.What is your most embarrassing moment in your life?

18.Have you ever thought of committing suicide?

19.What makes you happy?

20.What are you struggling with?

21.Your first crush.

22.Have you ever been bullied?

23.Favourite food.

24.Dream or reality?

25.Are you a shy person?

26.When was the moment in life when you felt most alone?

27.Do you have any regrets?

28.Would you take home a homeless pet?

29.Have you ever had an amazing dream?What was it?

30.Childhood memories.

31.Favourite season.

32.Are you a night or morning person?

33.Do you believe in unicorns? : P

34.Any hobbies?

35.Do you smoke/drink when you get sad?

36.Have you ever tried to change yourself for someone?

37.Have you ever been regected?

38.Tea or coffee?

39.Are you sarcastic? High five, me too ;)

40.Do you like watching old movies?

41.What’s your biggest wish?

42.Who do you miss right now?

43.Favourite cartoon?

44.Do you find yourself attractive?

45.Any habbits?

46.Do you like rain or snow?

47.Do you have an eating disorder?

48.Do you have a broken heart?

49.Do you want a hug?

50.Have you ever been friendzoned by your crush?

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