I see highly compressed and grainy videos with an off putting aura about them.... I see myself. I am the walls of the home that has an awkward interaction between mother and daughter. I see myself as the small television watching the people as much as the people watch me. I am the highly stained carpet from years of growing from the children in the home....
I see another video but of intentionally unnerving liminal spaces and I see myself. I am the stagnant water in the abandoned water park. I am the foliage in an overgrown home that's so long abandoned that grass is now the floor. I am the long forgotten sun that's out of frame and setting on the world below.
Then I see videos of analog horror with no resolved ending... Suddenly, I am an eldritch horror. Not the one from the series, but it makes me remember and feel like I am a hovering. I'm unearthly. I'm not malicious, but I am selfish in a human sense. My moral compass is different from a species I don't belong to. I creep through abandoned buildings at night sadistically searching for "brave" young hooligans to spook and teach them to not trespass in the dark...
I am everywhere all at once. I am more than my body can ever show. I am not removed from my alternate selves in other places.
I exist on a higher plane in another universe, I should have been like that here. Not in a godly sense, no... I'm still quite flawed. I mean an inhuman-immortal abomination. I was meant to date my gf the way a demi-god finds a human they're fascinated with and latch onto.
Her and I are attached in every universe, in every form.
