I hate this place. Never should have moved to the woods. But I got the last of my stuff packed up and sent out to the new place. Now I just have to wait for this place to sell so I can get the hell out. Which is unfortunate.
So I'm sitting here typing this up out of boredom and to distract myself from just how fucking quiet it is right now. One huge reason why I miss the city. Background noise. Out here it's nothing but silence or wind rustling the trees.
Something I've noticed is that I'm sleeping much better than I was. I'm waking up rested. Which is weird because for the past 8 years I've been here I didn't sleep well at all. But the last week? Like a baby. No soreness, no feeling like I've had the every living shit beat out of me. No nothing. Just totally relaxed.
Anyways I'm gonna go have some drinks in the other room. So cheers to all my unknown or nonexistent readers.
Regards,
Yawn
Stay safe out there.
Ladies and gentlemen, hoboes and tramps,
Cross-eyed mosquitoes and bow-legged ants,
I come before you to stand behind you,
To tell you something I know nothing about.
Next Thursday, which is Good Friday,
There will be a Mother's Day meeting for fathers only;
Admission is free, so pay at the door,
Pull up a seat and sit on the floor.
The topic to discuss...
The crime that has never been committed.
Monday, July 30, 2012
Sunday, July 29, 2012
Thoughts: Manipulation, Preparation and How to Tie Knots.
Finished rereading Zeke’s blog today when something he said struck a chord. We post this shit but never preface it with a warning at all. Those always come several posts in. Warning people off of reading so they don’t get infected/tagged/marked whatever you’d like to call it. Not even my fucking own has a warning.
The really strange thing is none of the blogs I’ve read ever open with a warning. Even when someone is in the know or has been on the run already. So what… We’re all just inconsiderate asses pulling other people in? Or do we go into predisposed to not posting an opening warning? Is He subconsciously affecting us on a wide scale in that manner?
Yay for more questions that answers.
Now for something important. This isn’t my work. No credit to me at all.
M’s rules http://getuphigh.blogspot.com/2010/06/3-rules.html
1. Get up high
2. Keep moving
3. Keep your eyes open
*addendum Stay away from the trees.
That is just a summary of what he posted. Go read his blog for more in depth info on each. I even provided a direct link to the post for you guys and gals. Shits common sense but people still ignore it or think they know better. Don’t want to listen? That’s your choice.
*was added here by me since M covers it latter. But wanted to be sure I had it down here as well.
Now I’m going to post some supplies and shit that I’ve got for my own uses incase I need to hit the road quick. My own little bug out kit for when and if He shows up.
1x Canvas back pack. I reinforced the stitching on mine just as a precaution.
1x Camouflage 10 ft tarp. Works well as a poncho or a make shift shelter if you need it.
2x 20 ft of para cord. Rope is never a bad idea.
1-3x Canteen. I’ve got three. Helpful incase you don’t have a clue where your next drink will come from.
1-???x Knife. A good sharp knife. It’s a great tool to have. I’ve got four or potentially more. But atleast four. Not going to share where they’re at. Figure out what works for you.
A change of clothes doesn’t hurt either. I’ve got one in the bag and ready to go.
Sticking this in here on the off chance any of you need help with knot tying. No point half assing something and having it fall in on you or get loose cause you didn't tie it up right.
That’s some fairly common sense shit. But hey common sense isn’t common. Some people need things pointed out for them. Some just need ideas. I’m just aiming to help people as best I can with what I’ve got so far. Also you need to be able to carry the bag yourself and the things you packed without any trouble. If it’s two heavy you’re just making yourself easier to get. Figure out what you can take and carry without putting yourself in jeopardy.
Regards,
Yawn
The really strange thing is none of the blogs I’ve read ever open with a warning. Even when someone is in the know or has been on the run already. So what… We’re all just inconsiderate asses pulling other people in? Or do we go into predisposed to not posting an opening warning? Is He subconsciously affecting us on a wide scale in that manner?
Yay for more questions that answers.
Now for something important. This isn’t my work. No credit to me at all.
M’s rules http://getuphigh.blogspot.com/2010/06/3-rules.html
1. Get up high
2. Keep moving
3. Keep your eyes open
*addendum Stay away from the trees.
That is just a summary of what he posted. Go read his blog for more in depth info on each. I even provided a direct link to the post for you guys and gals. Shits common sense but people still ignore it or think they know better. Don’t want to listen? That’s your choice.
*was added here by me since M covers it latter. But wanted to be sure I had it down here as well.
Now I’m going to post some supplies and shit that I’ve got for my own uses incase I need to hit the road quick. My own little bug out kit for when and if He shows up.
1x Canvas back pack. I reinforced the stitching on mine just as a precaution.
1x Camouflage 10 ft tarp. Works well as a poncho or a make shift shelter if you need it.
2x 20 ft of para cord. Rope is never a bad idea.
1-3x Canteen. I’ve got three. Helpful incase you don’t have a clue where your next drink will come from.
1-???x Knife. A good sharp knife. It’s a great tool to have. I’ve got four or potentially more. But atleast four. Not going to share where they’re at. Figure out what works for you.
A change of clothes doesn’t hurt either. I’ve got one in the bag and ready to go.
That’s some fairly common sense shit. But hey common sense isn’t common. Some people need things pointed out for them. Some just need ideas. I’m just aiming to help people as best I can with what I’ve got so far. Also you need to be able to carry the bag yourself and the things you packed without any trouble. If it’s two heavy you’re just making yourself easier to get. Figure out what you can take and carry without putting yourself in jeopardy.
Regards,
Yawn
Saturday, July 28, 2012
Thoughts: Honest recollection or vivid imagination? You decide.
I’ve been thinking of trying to dissect just what this thing is. If It was something old that had been here or simply something we managed to will into being. I don’t know. I’ve got guesses, but they are just that. It’s a riddle wrapped in an enigma stuffed into a suit.
Guess I’ll start off with a bit about me. It’s always good to let your readers know you have a background. Something they can reference to say “Hey! He might not be bat shit crazy after all!” I’m a 23 year old male living in that lovely forest and swamp covered state of Florida. Currently in the process of moving back to South FL near where I used to live. Which on one hand is a good thing and on the other could potentially be a bad thing for myself now that I’m taking an active interest in this whole thing.
I guess I could tell you all a story. To my recollections its all true and it’s exactly as I saw it then. But this was 16 years ago and I was but a wee lad of 7 at the time. I lived in Sanford, FL not all that far from Lake Monroe. My Grandfather used to come by once a week and take me down to the lake front to fish on simply walk and watch the water. It was good.
If any of you seeing this are familiar with the area you know there is (or maybe was as I haven’t been back in years) a duck pond near the waterfront. We stood on the retaining wall of the waterfront watching the people fishing from it. I remember standing next to my Grandfather and turning back to look across at the duck pond which was directly behind us.
Next to the big oak that grew maybe 5-10 feet from the water. It stood there. Watching. Me? Possibly. But I don’t know. I haven’t been followed or stalked or whatever you’d like to call it. I wasn’t really scared I remember that clearly. But I thought it was strange, like maybe my eyes just weren’t seeing the person’s features. So I asked my Grandfather if he saw It. He didn’t really say anything about it that I can recall and didn’t react to it that I could tell. But he said it was time for us to leave. And that was that.
Story time is over folks. That would be one of the things I’ve seen. I suggest taking this with a grain of salt. As it was the experience of a 7 year old boy. Time messed things up a bit as you get older. Could my mind be playing a trick with this recollection? Entirely possible. But my memory tells me that is what happened. So what the hell right?
Regards,
Yawn
Guess I’ll start off with a bit about me. It’s always good to let your readers know you have a background. Something they can reference to say “Hey! He might not be bat shit crazy after all!” I’m a 23 year old male living in that lovely forest and swamp covered state of Florida. Currently in the process of moving back to South FL near where I used to live. Which on one hand is a good thing and on the other could potentially be a bad thing for myself now that I’m taking an active interest in this whole thing.
I guess I could tell you all a story. To my recollections its all true and it’s exactly as I saw it then. But this was 16 years ago and I was but a wee lad of 7 at the time. I lived in Sanford, FL not all that far from Lake Monroe. My Grandfather used to come by once a week and take me down to the lake front to fish on simply walk and watch the water. It was good.
If any of you seeing this are familiar with the area you know there is (or maybe was as I haven’t been back in years) a duck pond near the waterfront. We stood on the retaining wall of the waterfront watching the people fishing from it. I remember standing next to my Grandfather and turning back to look across at the duck pond which was directly behind us.
Next to the big oak that grew maybe 5-10 feet from the water. It stood there. Watching. Me? Possibly. But I don’t know. I haven’t been followed or stalked or whatever you’d like to call it. I wasn’t really scared I remember that clearly. But I thought it was strange, like maybe my eyes just weren’t seeing the person’s features. So I asked my Grandfather if he saw It. He didn’t really say anything about it that I can recall and didn’t react to it that I could tell. But he said it was time for us to leave. And that was that.
Story time is over folks. That would be one of the things I’ve seen. I suggest taking this with a grain of salt. As it was the experience of a 7 year old boy. Time messed things up a bit as you get older. Could my mind be playing a trick with this recollection? Entirely possible. But my memory tells me that is what happened. So what the hell right?
Regards,
Yawn
Friday, July 27, 2012
Thoughts: Foreword
I’m not sure where to begin with this. I guess over the past year I’ve been putting together pieces of it in my head like a puzzle. Or maybe my brain just did some fancy mental gymnastics to get me to my conclusions and they’re nothing more than delusions. All I can do is put this out there and let anyone who reads this decide for themselves.
Many of us know that thing that was created on the SomethingAwful forums and many believe it to be nothing more than a clever creation. It was something clever at that. And many people believed it and many still do. The funny thing about ideas though is once you put them out there they spread, infect and multiply. It simply snowballs out of control.
People say it doesn’t exist. But what happens if it does? What if that thing was nudging the original poster in the direction it needed? People will laugh at this I’m sure. But when you sit down and think about it belief is a powerful thing. It can raise men to godhood, give people awe-inspiring strength and many other things but I’m sure you see what I mean. My point is people believe in the Slenderman and belief gives things a tangible presence.
A great deal of people laugh and make jokes out of it and for each one of them there are two or three that are actually scared of it. Even if it’s only a little bit, a tiny shiver up your spine when you read the blogs. Or even just a bad dream. For those moments you believe and it lends greater strength to it.
Is it really here and among us? I can’t say in all honesty. I’ve seen things I’ll relate in later postings just so I’ve some record of them at the least. But the questions remains. Is he really out there taking children? Setting fires? None of us know at this point. Some people do just disappear and nothing is ever found of them.
Regards,
Yawn
P.S.
I’ve no real idea where this blog will lead me or the direction it will take. My only thoughts on it now are to open up the can of snakes and try and not get bit. Apologies now if I ramble. Had this all just pent up in my head and it needed an out.
Many of us know that thing that was created on the SomethingAwful forums and many believe it to be nothing more than a clever creation. It was something clever at that. And many people believed it and many still do. The funny thing about ideas though is once you put them out there they spread, infect and multiply. It simply snowballs out of control.
People say it doesn’t exist. But what happens if it does? What if that thing was nudging the original poster in the direction it needed? People will laugh at this I’m sure. But when you sit down and think about it belief is a powerful thing. It can raise men to godhood, give people awe-inspiring strength and many other things but I’m sure you see what I mean. My point is people believe in the Slenderman and belief gives things a tangible presence.
A great deal of people laugh and make jokes out of it and for each one of them there are two or three that are actually scared of it. Even if it’s only a little bit, a tiny shiver up your spine when you read the blogs. Or even just a bad dream. For those moments you believe and it lends greater strength to it.
Is it really here and among us? I can’t say in all honesty. I’ve seen things I’ll relate in later postings just so I’ve some record of them at the least. But the questions remains. Is he really out there taking children? Setting fires? None of us know at this point. Some people do just disappear and nothing is ever found of them.
Regards,
Yawn
P.S.
I’ve no real idea where this blog will lead me or the direction it will take. My only thoughts on it now are to open up the can of snakes and try and not get bit. Apologies now if I ramble. Had this all just pent up in my head and it needed an out.
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