Paraparapsychology 101

At some point the fear of being blown sky-high left us. I'm not sure how or why. All us boys underground just came to a realization one day that if there was no way out of this place, if we were stuck there with no chance of escape, then even Death couldn't haul us away. It made for a strange but comfortable acceptance of the mortars pounding and the earthen sky falling above in the form of pebbles and clay. I once watched a movie about the first world war where they'd shake the set, or the camera, to really make it seem immersive to the actors that they were in the shit. Me, I remained unconvinced.

The real thing is so dark, so cramped, so airtight.

The timelessness was the worst of all. I lose track of the memories. What came before this conversation with my bunkmate, and what came after supplies were rationed out? Do I have any wine left or is my memory of drinking it all correct? Am I out now, and remembering the whole thing after the fact? Or am I still in, and this blog is just my way of fantasizing a dissociation?

A prison can be any number of things. To escape it you have to leave it mind, body and soul. If a piece of it remains with you, if it leaves a permanent impression of its bars and blocks, that doesn't mean you have not escaped it.

Head's been thinking a lot about a story i wrote last night, which is typical for the head. it tends to obsess over stories I and other occupants write. i think it's a bit of a coping mechanism as well as an attempt to help write the story. I notice the brain seems to have an easier time getting by when it has a few stories to think on, seems to be what the brain likes to chew on during idle times.

Did some awesome hypnosis experiments last night and by that i mean messed around with my husband's head while he messed back with mine. I might write about it on the hypno blog or write a story about it. It's probably a good idea to write about it so the memories stick around better. This brain is sometimes a little difficult when it comes to remembering memories made under/during hypnosis and it can make it difficult to keep track of what i've been doing lately since some things don't end up in my short term memory log of events.