Sunday, May 8, 2011

Forget Fate, Forget Destiny

     So as you know I've been out of the house for awhile now, pretty much couch hopping between friends and loitering around open all-night conveniance stores. I figure if I keep myself in the public eye, maybe nothing more will happen. Then again, I'd be foolish to think such a thing. I guess it's the only comfort I can take right now when I feel more isolated than I've been in a long time. Thankfully, I learned one thing through my nights of solitude. At the end of the day, the only person I can truly count on is myself.

     Speaking of conveniance stores. I've had my fair share of encounters with the police over the past few nights. Anytime I linger in one spot too long they think I'm up to no good and have to bother me with a lot of questions. Eventually I settled on the story that I had gotten into a fight with my "girlfriend" that I was "living with" and decided to leave the apartment for awhile. Most of the times they bought it and simply asked me to move along. Other times they'd run my ID, do a background check, the usual. In all honesty however, being in front of an armed cop made me feel at least a little safer if that thing were to show up.

     I came home earlier today, it'll be my first night back here in awhile. Found a dead rose on my doorstep, and nothing else. No note or anything along those lines. I'm not sure if someone left it there for awhile and it simply dried up and died during the hot sun or not. Eitherway that was the only thing that seemed off. Didn't appear there was any forced entry in my absence, and nothing seemed to be missing. I've been helping myself to what little beer I left in the fridge in a failed attempt to try and relax. It's really not helping too much.

     Something about the air here in this home feels more oppressive than it ever has. If what Gordon had said was correct the last time we spoke, then there were in fact more of those freaks out there, probably more than I could imagine. I know they couldn't have lost me so easily, someone had to have been keeping tabs on me for months, maybe even years. This all is proving problematic because I truly don't know who I feel I can trust. Recent events have filtered out a majority of people I knew, and left only a handful I know I can rely on.

     I don't even want to get into that thing I encountered at the woods. I haven't seen any signs of it nearby, but I have a bad feeling about being in this neighborhood. Regardless, I'm getting tired of running. At least if I'm on my home soil, maybe I'd stand a bit better of a chance to defend my self should the need arise. No word from that White Rabbit bastard since he contacted me on YouTube. I still don't know what to think of him, or her, or whatever. Though I noticed something interesting in all the White Rabbit videos, a signature near the end, and a number at the top left of the screen. "23:4" Any idea what that means?

     Anyway, I'm taking the liberty of spending the rest of my evening making sure my home is quite secure. I'll be searching through whatever I can find to make something explosive, I should have adequate materials to make some light bulb bombs. It would take a few of those detonating directly on a person to do significant damage, but that's not what I'm counting on. At the least, they'll be enough of a painful and bright distraction for me to either escape or close the gap.

     As for that woman, I'm going to take the advice of someone on YouTube and look through some old tapes of mine. I'll also be checking through my old high school year books. I know I've seen her before but I can't quite put my finger on it. If I'm lucky, maybe it'll prove a sufficient lead to figure out what the hell is going on. Good God, what have I gotten myself into?

     Say a prayer for me guys.


“I can't control my destiny, I trust my soul, my only goal is just to be. There's only now, there's only here. Give in to love or live in fear. No other path, no other way. No day but today.”

- The Acquitted


  1. I'm glad you've posted. I was beginning to worry. On the one hand, your house is your territory and you should be safe there. On the other, you haven't been home in a while, so it has stood empty and unclaimed.

    You should walk its boundaries and reaffirm (mentally) that it is part of you, inviolate. Your body is the house of your soul; your home is the house of your body. It should keep most supernatural intruders out. Physical invaders, if they're determined to get in, you will have to deal with yourself.

    We think 23:4 refers to Bible quote (since nothing happened on April 23rd X-/}. Psalms is "Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me." It could be other quotes, but that's the most pertinent, not that I'm remotely Christian.

  2. Glad you're alright. Mystery might be right about the 23:4,it would be the first thing I would think of but I guess we'll see what happens.

    Good luck, stay safe, and keep us updated.

  3. I am glad to see you are going to start becoming more active on figuring this out. Running is leaving you vulernable, now you'll be adapting to fight back. I wish I saw this post earlier, but Blogspot has been a douche so oh well. Late to the party again.

    23:4 we were discussing on being a Bible reference, due to how it is written. I haven't gone to church in a hell of a long time but I remember from my favorite movie it being quite exactly like so. Among other places I have heard it... Ughs, anyways. I was going over the alphabet and other codes alike to that, but the obvious ones aren't adding up. The Bible, while one of the obvious ones, seems to fit the vibe in the videos.

    Aside from getting answers you should focus on protecting yourself mentally and physically. If you need anything you can contact us too, never hesitate to. It's probably a safer bet to seek assistance from people already involved instead of those that aren't, and trust me here, we are already involved. Helping you is something we all want to do.

    Stay safe, dear.