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— ❝ Neophobia(link), acrophobia(link), and emetophobia(link) flags ❞

　　—　Tagging @mousesquared and @mad-pride. This is not a gender , do not tag it as such

Please read my rentry before interacting ! Don't repost ! ♡

If I wanted to reach them I would have to leave the light of the street lamp, but this illuminated place is the only thing I know. So I don't want to reach the lights. I stay here.

Sometimes I see a flickering relatively near me in the dark. I get curious and come closer to see it. Only until the end of the light. So I sit down there and watch the flickering from a distance, spend hours with dreaming.

I'm getting sad. Why it has to be out there in the dark, I want it here. I'm getting angry at myself. Why I can't just go over there?

I blame myself for being a wimp, I'm getting stressed. I calm myself by reminding me, that I can't walk away anyway. There is a fetter around my right foot with a chain on it. But jokes on me, the chain is long enough and the other end ... is attached to a weak branch.

So why I don't start walking?

Haven't I noticed the circumstances of the chain? Have I fear to fall into a abyss that I can't see in the dark?

My curiosity gets wings due to my dreams. I want it. I don't know what's outthere in the dark. I don't want it.

This two things burn inside me: fear and desire, but the incinerations from their fight keep shredding my mind.

I have two options now:

Either I wait til the burning inflames my whole body and I use the light of my own panic to go through the dark,

or I shorten the chain and and tie it strong on the street lamp.

I'm shaking-

because I have fear?

because I'm excited?

because I'm cold?

https://somnilogical.tumblr.com/

^ heres one of my blogs i just realized this is a #valid way to get context on me

i /like/ being able to cognitively access different parts of me in different places and everyone asking 4 ur visa and being a fucking neophobic cuck destroys that its really hard to think in significantly different ways when everyone has the same expectations. i dont know if you track this or care but yr fear of interacting with people without context erodes the ability of people to be different.

so ppl u meet will all be speaking as they would to the median person in their default context. unless they work really hard to resist these pressures and that is an /enormous/ cognitive load 4 a lot of people.

i dont understand why you want the people you talk with to be narratively cohesive with things you have seen before. this urge kills so much creativity in this world. putting ppl in some sort of simplified framework so u can stereotype them and they are more predictable, easier to control simpler to parse.

my oc as a No, Im Not A Human guy. not very accurate to how she actually looks but whatever