>>10410944a bent combination of real and supernatural world
world behind drugs* and narcotics
world behind clinical shizophrenia and absolute psychosis
like the segments about the doors in the woods
you knoq how you can hear the doors open while walking through forest... but the hinges that produce the specific creak of the doors openibg or closing have nothing to do with with the woods creaking as it's often explained.... then again it's the stairs in the woods that remain mysterious mythical aparition of the forest
it makes sense thered be stairs if there was something special up there- but had since withered or succumbed to the elements before the stairs" , or if somebody made it easier to climb the steel hill, or maybe it's an abandoned art project left in the woods and forgoten ever since
the doors have no room in the forest
what are they for in there in the first place? one must ask oneself why can't you see them when you can readily hear them
but you can see them, they are there when they are needed, they creep on the very edge of your eyesight and they tease, causing an immense itch that you cannot resist
but sometimes, if you take something like disassociatives or deliriants you can see the doors at their fullest and pass trough them
what lies behind them is a mistery and you can only thread tbrough the spaces -between fabric of parallel space time realities that compose our lower 5 dimensional worldview- if your memory of the journey is not being held as permament information set in space of your brain cells-*
one can only glimpse in memory what he saw behind those doors -in fragmented whispers and afterthoughts of the real memories of said spaces-, here is where the myth of backrooms emerges but not where it stops, for what lies behind is orders of magnitude greater than minor pocket dimensions of bland space with only a couple of animate creatures and subjects not of known nature
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