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Cake day: July 10th, 2025

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  • I used to think point 2 was a good system for an afterlife. Except not quite as a passenger, being “in control” except obviously not because determinism or whatever in this case.

    It cheers me up a little bit because every time I be kind, I can look forward to experiencing that kindness in a future life.

    It scares the shit out me because I am mercilessly murderous on spiders. I can look forward to a lot of shoes. And also lusting after spiders. And being in a spiders body.


  • Me and my toddler in bed (as in real life too), and some guys i knew from work say they need to “clear the infestation”. And start stabbing randomly at the bed with daggers. A big lump appears in the bed running around while they try to hit it.

    One of the guys says “look, yermaw, you need to change its nappy before we stab it its fucking rotten”. I lift the covers to find a toddler. I dont recognise it as mine, or even human, but there’s absolutely nothing wrong with its shape/colour/size.

    I go to ‘change its nappy’ and instead run outside with both toddlers, steal a car and race to the hospital. I explain that I need to see a mental health doctor immediately, and explain that this child might be mine and I might be suffering some weird mental health crisis, but the other is definitely mine. They explain to me that its a 6 month waiting list, and im in no fit state to care for either child and take them off me there and then.

    Then the guys from before show up, and they’re pissed at me for “letting it get away”, and apparently I’m a traitor to the entire human race AND ive lost my daughter and possibly a son, who knows.

    I woke up panicking then, but its a shame because that had all the makings of a tense psychological thriller.