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I know some of my posts on this forum have erred on the side of the "Gonzo" on occasions, but on my life I am prepared to testify to them all, to whatever "force" or "entity" requests such from me. I'd rather it be an objective one, as this is what I am seeking to be. This is going to sound bizarre, but, to paraphrase Led Zeppelin, I am now going to take you "inside the outdoors".
Now, I work at an outdoor pursuits store in a pretty small town, but it is a town with a bit of an odd vibe, and it is not just yours truly who has noticed such over the years. I alluded to this situation a fair few months back in a thread elsewhere on the forum (A wave of visitors and a searing brow), but it is just getting heavier in my locale these days, and sometimes my paranoid mind wonders if it is me bringing this hell down, or if it was already going on, and I am fortunate enough to see it. Not all, but many of the customers to the store are displaying very unusual behaviour; in fact today was one of the craziest days yet in what has been a pretty heady year for me (like the previous few were not!).
I'll list my observations in a point by point fashion, for brevity's sake. These obs are collected from 2 years experience on the wild side.
1: Many people muttering to themselves in a most eccentric fashion, with some of the words distinctly salacious and unpleasant.
2: Many people being unable to see properly when in our store, which is heavily strobe lit, and sometimes just not seeing what is in front of them at all, cue much embarrassment for some.
3: Many people scratching and itching themselves in a curious fashion. They can't all be lepers. Many of us colleagues in the shop itch like crazy some days too.
4: Electrical anomalies involving the till and the stereo equipment (which I usually switch off to avoid going ka-ka with inane pop zaniness).
5: A high proportion of bitter, mean spirited people seemingly spoiling for a confrontation with either myself or my colleagues.
6: Many people stopping dead in their tracks, frozen, as it were, before looking for items quite clearly NOT what they came in for.
7: All members of staff (myself included) having "spasms", simply losing concentration totally, if but for a few moments, sometimes when in close proximity to certain customers.
8: Strange visual phenomena, including the sighting of fibres which feel EM to me, odd humanoid transparent shapes (the kinds of things I've gotten used to seeing on a regular basis) which are sometimes outerly merged with people themselves, and a curious mistiness in the air within the shop environment. I've largely avoided talking about these observations for fairly obvious reasons. My eyesight is suffering from occasional blurriness and pain as a consequence.
Now the juicy bits!!
9: On a personal note, the hearing of strange voices in my head, sometimes directly in synch with what I am actually saying. I call this Pinnochio syndrome.
10: The strange sensation of something manipulating my tongue as I think, as if it is trying to verbalise my thought patterns; this has actually manifested in me also muttering to myself on occasions. This is actually quite frightening to experience, I can tell you. Picture it; your tongue displaying active movement in direct relation to your thought patterns. The gravity of the situation, indeed!
11: Wildly varied tones of voice, to an unnatural degree, by many staff members, including, of course, me. Generally speaking, I ought not go from Isaac Hayes to Jeff Buckley in the course of a few sentences, with an odd "weiner" voice break sound sometimes in between. Most embarrassing, and not only for me!
12: Some individual customers veritably crackle with electrical energy, I can literally feel them as we pass one another. Spine tingling.
13: A feeling of total compression in the brain, which I can relieve swiftly by holding my nostrils tight and deeply inhaling breath and holding it for about a minute or so. Naturally, this Basil Fawlty-esque activity is not practiced in the company of others. Am I weird, or am I wired? Who's trying to control or manipulate me? My resistance is absolute and resolute. The iron will.
I'll relay more obs in the future, but I'll just point out that I caught a glimpse of something in my study out of the corner of my eye, and just heard two little messages relayed to the mind; "Right back down to the floor again", followed by "You'll die soon".
Oh what happy days for a maligned Welshman. I might require some melatonin before bed tonight. Work ought to be fascinating tomorrow.
On my smoking breaks I intend to take my self ob and turn it outwards on the town. This is just a microcosm of what must be going on in all places, but it sure is creepy. Fortune favours the brave!!!
Now, I work at an outdoor pursuits store in a pretty small town, but it is a town with a bit of an odd vibe, and it is not just yours truly who has noticed such over the years. I alluded to this situation a fair few months back in a thread elsewhere on the forum (A wave of visitors and a searing brow), but it is just getting heavier in my locale these days, and sometimes my paranoid mind wonders if it is me bringing this hell down, or if it was already going on, and I am fortunate enough to see it. Not all, but many of the customers to the store are displaying very unusual behaviour; in fact today was one of the craziest days yet in what has been a pretty heady year for me (like the previous few were not!).
I'll list my observations in a point by point fashion, for brevity's sake. These obs are collected from 2 years experience on the wild side.
1: Many people muttering to themselves in a most eccentric fashion, with some of the words distinctly salacious and unpleasant.
2: Many people being unable to see properly when in our store, which is heavily strobe lit, and sometimes just not seeing what is in front of them at all, cue much embarrassment for some.
3: Many people scratching and itching themselves in a curious fashion. They can't all be lepers. Many of us colleagues in the shop itch like crazy some days too.
4: Electrical anomalies involving the till and the stereo equipment (which I usually switch off to avoid going ka-ka with inane pop zaniness).
5: A high proportion of bitter, mean spirited people seemingly spoiling for a confrontation with either myself or my colleagues.
6: Many people stopping dead in their tracks, frozen, as it were, before looking for items quite clearly NOT what they came in for.
7: All members of staff (myself included) having "spasms", simply losing concentration totally, if but for a few moments, sometimes when in close proximity to certain customers.
8: Strange visual phenomena, including the sighting of fibres which feel EM to me, odd humanoid transparent shapes (the kinds of things I've gotten used to seeing on a regular basis) which are sometimes outerly merged with people themselves, and a curious mistiness in the air within the shop environment. I've largely avoided talking about these observations for fairly obvious reasons. My eyesight is suffering from occasional blurriness and pain as a consequence.
Now the juicy bits!!
9: On a personal note, the hearing of strange voices in my head, sometimes directly in synch with what I am actually saying. I call this Pinnochio syndrome.
10: The strange sensation of something manipulating my tongue as I think, as if it is trying to verbalise my thought patterns; this has actually manifested in me also muttering to myself on occasions. This is actually quite frightening to experience, I can tell you. Picture it; your tongue displaying active movement in direct relation to your thought patterns. The gravity of the situation, indeed!
11: Wildly varied tones of voice, to an unnatural degree, by many staff members, including, of course, me. Generally speaking, I ought not go from Isaac Hayes to Jeff Buckley in the course of a few sentences, with an odd "weiner" voice break sound sometimes in between. Most embarrassing, and not only for me!
12: Some individual customers veritably crackle with electrical energy, I can literally feel them as we pass one another. Spine tingling.
13: A feeling of total compression in the brain, which I can relieve swiftly by holding my nostrils tight and deeply inhaling breath and holding it for about a minute or so. Naturally, this Basil Fawlty-esque activity is not practiced in the company of others. Am I weird, or am I wired? Who's trying to control or manipulate me? My resistance is absolute and resolute. The iron will.
I'll relay more obs in the future, but I'll just point out that I caught a glimpse of something in my study out of the corner of my eye, and just heard two little messages relayed to the mind; "Right back down to the floor again", followed by "You'll die soon".
Oh what happy days for a maligned Welshman. I might require some melatonin before bed tonight. Work ought to be fascinating tomorrow.
On my smoking breaks I intend to take my self ob and turn it outwards on the town. This is just a microcosm of what must be going on in all places, but it sure is creepy. Fortune favours the brave!!!
