Fangs of Depression | Glyph of Spearfire
Bla bla, and so forth. Seriously ... this feels different. And I look around myself ... and suppose it's not really safe around here. I mean, I guess my floor is made of plastic, but the walls aren't. Not sure if - again - I'm just paranoid; But, so far I had no luck trying to ... deal with this stupid bullshit. I mean, I guess ... from the previous part, I had an idea of what I was looking at and had a way forward. Like, it's kindof V shaped, but either side of the V is screwed in on the other and it loops around and bends around ... . I guess I "caught" one sneaking into a new part of my mind. It's like ... a bunch of tendrils shoot out, create holes at the sides, then they shoot down to the crotch, there they form a ring and pull it up ... followed by some figment crawling out from under it. It's almost ... inevitable. Prior to that I tried to create a shield to push everything down, like underneath my feet, but the resistance was stressful to combat. A tiny slip and something would creep up. And then ... there's the depression.
There's no way that that is viable. And there I was thinking y'all are waiting for me to pull this crap from me ... and I don't know. I mean, those Yukkies. Think of a beam ... the split it like ... so it looks like a ladder ... and then squash it down on itself. Maybe bend it, then do the same or whatever. And that's basically it. Like ... lots of tiny little Yukkie threads that may for the most part follow a logical path, but here and there one goes off into some random direction - and that makes pulling it from the abstract kind of difficult.
Frustrating.
Like, almost idiotic.
Futile. Especially when the thing is active - or how my sort of subconscious/hallowed insight suggested ... when there's like ... 15 or so within You.
And there I was ... from high and mighty down low and depressed, back to high and mighty and back to the curb. It made me forget and sink into disbelief ... . "Clarity of the Heart" ... seemed important. I wanted to write about it, but all that "Clarity of the Heart" does to me is further increase my depression and general hatred for humanity.
Well, anyhow ... Happy Hunting!