Oubliette - (noun, french) a little place of forgetting. A small, windowless room where someone is locked away, forgotten, left to go mad.
This is my personal place to rant and rave like the lunatic I am, my oubliette. It's dark, quiet, and I come here to forget about things. Or maybe to remember them. After all, where does insanity end, and insight begin?
Friday, June 17, 2005
wtf? am i going insane?
I'm hallucinating, or something. I swear by all that is holy, I heard my husband come in the house, talk to his brother, and trundle off to do some project. I walked into the kitchen, looked outside, and my husband's car isn't here. He's not home from work yet, just me and my brother-in-law. Am I having auditory disturbances as well, to go along with the visual ones? Sure, why not. Let's throw one more symptom into the mix.
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Strange... Even stranger, there's actually a word for that sort of thing: "Doppelganger". I read an account of exactly that sort of thing over at the forteantimes website. Astral projection, bilocation, bleedthru from alternate timelines... your guess is as good as mine. Definitely some funky stuff, though...
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