1. Call yourself

[squirmelia]

I sat in a darkened room, calling out my name, over and over. Sometimes it was fast and sometimes slow, but I was calling myself. Somehow a weird feeling, in some way addictive, like there were two of me, that someone else was calling me, except it was just me. Just me sitting there, calling my name, alone in the dark.

Jodi Jodi Jodi Jodi Jodi Jodi Jodi Jodi Jodi Jodi Jodi Jodi Jodi

Now I am calling myself on a darkened screen.

Comments

[aenima501.livejournal.com]

i sometimes lay in bed at night and whisper my name in the dark just to creep myself out. it makes you question how important your name really is.

[squirmelia.livejournal.com]

Do you ever answer yourself? I found it hard to stop calling my name until I did.

[squirmelia.livejournal.com]

Or actually, maybe you're just turning into a Pokemon? ;)

[roninkitty.livejournal.com]

Have you ever had the case that by saying or thinking about any word, over and over, that it begins to lose all meaning? You can barely remember how to spell it, let alone what it represents or why you were thinking about it in the first place...

Looking through my eyes is like viewing the world over the top of a campfire. Caffeine sharpens the images for a while, but they're all the more fleeting because of it.

[squirmelia.livejournal.com]

I think words seem to lose their meaning quite easily, especially when out of context. No longer do they appear to be a symbolic representation, but just strange sounds when you say them outloud.

Do you have control of the height of the campfire, or does caffeine?

Re:

[roninkitty.livejournal.com]

Depends entirely on how *much* caffeine has been imbibed. As with most things, you can convince yourself/exert enough self-control to sometimes see through the haze. More than a few cups though and all the willpower in the world can't dismiss it.