Post by Admin on Sept 2, 2013 13:04:38 GMT -5
What would you say if I asked you how many times you change realities in a day?
You wouldn't have an answer, would you?
Well how bout if I asked you how many times you saw realities change right before your eyes?
Would you know how to even interpret that?
Well what if I told you that I could change your entire perception of reality?
Awhile back, I opted in for this new project the military was doing so I that could get a little extra money. Turns out that they were trying to create a new breed of soldier, a bit cliche if you ask me, but I was broke so what the hell.
They paid nice, $250,000 a month and the trials were supposed to last for 5 years. Too bad things went wrong, still cliche right, well how bout this they made soldiers that were not only telekinetic, but that alter the very fabric of reality. Now I'm sure your having difficulties understanding what I mean, so let me explain it this way, they could erase your existence without having to kill you. It would change life for everyone that knew you, and no one would have ever known that you existed in the first place, now that's some creepy shit.
Lemme back track for a sec, a few years in I got put on a different project that one of the alphabet agencies was in charge of, I was given $3.5 million and told that I would be taken to a secure facility where they would alter virtually every function in my entire body.
Weird shit right?
Wrong!
It gets worse, it was like being tortured except the torturers kept telling me that my pain would benefit mankind.
After what felt like an eternity, they simply let me go and told me to enjoy life.
I didn't feel any different, they never tested me for any extra abilities, they just simply let me leave.
I had no job, all the money I could ever want, and no one to answer to.
But what do I do?
Well, I went and got drunk, or at least I tried.
I drank shot after shot, probably the only man in history to run a million dollar tab, too bad the sauce never hit me.
It struck me as odd, and for the first time in since those crazy experiments started I felt different.
I was staring at an empty glass I had in my hand for a few minuets when this dame came up and asked if I was looking for a good time.
Well Baby, I haven't tasted anything good in awhile. I gave a little smile, they like when you smile, makes 'em feel safe.
I got us a fancy hotel room, you know just to flash some cash, and we went up.
Now I'm sure your thinking that this is gonna be exciting, let me assure you that this is when it all started.
Were kissing on the bed and what not and when I looked in her eyes I saw something, I don't know how to explain it but it was like I could feel inside her soul.
I tried to shake it off but every time I looked in her eyes I could see it.
I gave her a little shove off of me, and asked her about her father, it was touchy subject but it was the only words I could put together.
She told me about her he'd beat her and her mother all the time and I asked her if he was still alive, she said no but i could tell that he was still hurting her.
I don't know how I knew I could do it but I told her to hold my hands and look me in the eye.
I swear I went back in time, I could see her father raising his hand to hit me and I kicked him in the party starters.
He fell to his knees, and I got close up on him and I simply whispered, you were never born in his hear.
Poof gone, and I was holding her hands again, but it wasn't her.
She was the blonde in the red dress, but this dame now was a brunette in a blue dress.
I couldn't fuckin believe it, all that sudo-science shit worked.
I did the only thing I could do at that point, got the fuck outta there!
And now, I'm running with some fucking circus.
Heh, betcha didn't see that coming! How that for cliche.
Anyways, its been like ten years now, and I'm still finding new shit that I can do, like this one guy,
I'm a magician, or so people think, and I convinced this guy that I could make the skin from his forearm stretch and mimic him.
Obviously he's skeptical, so I told him that I'd do it and record it so he could show his friends.
He agrees of course. And so I sit him down and tell him we have to meditate.
He believes it and sits indian-style in front of me, I tell him close his eyes and concentrate on his skin.
He does, so I tell him to picture it stretching and feel it.
He opens his eyes, to call bullshit on what I'm doing but there's the skin from his forearm looking right at him, with his face!
His eyes get wide as shit, and he's just astonished, he goes to try to poke it and it just turns into a finger and their just sitting there poking eachother's fingers.
I stand up, and the skin goes back down, I go over to the camera and he gets up and starts babbling about how he thought it was gonna be bullshit, and how it amazed him and all this other shit, and I turn around and just look at him. He grabs my hand and starts shaking it frantically, and I pull my hand from him and say there's no need to thank me.
He's confused now, so he asks why.
I tell him it didn't work, he just fell asleep.
The look on his face changes, and he tells me that I was there and I saw it too, his skin moved and changed and it was an exact mimic.
I tell him no it didn't happen, that he fell asleep before I could do it.
He's still furious, and asks me to show him the tape, so I show it to him.
I'll never forget that face, I wanted to laugh but I had to be professional.
He watches this video of himself sleeping for like an hour, says nothing. and then when the video is over he looks at me and says the real trick is how you convinced me in twenty minuets that I saw the skin from my arm move but you only recorded me sleeping.
He checked his watch, and it had only been ten minuets since he got there.
Well, few days later I'm coming home from the bar, and by home I mean back to the trailer my million dollar ass finds comfort in. I get jumped by these two guys that I couldn't for the life of me figure out how I knew them.
Anyways, they tie me up and toss me into the trunk of this car that wasn't there before and we go for a ride.
I'm not too pissed because its the most fun I've had in awhile, and plus I'm a little more than just human so that always helps.
The car eventually comes to a stop, they pull me out and I immediately knew something was wrong.
The guy I played the trick on was there, but he was in military uniform.
This can't end well. . . . .
You wouldn't have an answer, would you?
Well how bout if I asked you how many times you saw realities change right before your eyes?
Would you know how to even interpret that?
Well what if I told you that I could change your entire perception of reality?
Awhile back, I opted in for this new project the military was doing so I that could get a little extra money. Turns out that they were trying to create a new breed of soldier, a bit cliche if you ask me, but I was broke so what the hell.
They paid nice, $250,000 a month and the trials were supposed to last for 5 years. Too bad things went wrong, still cliche right, well how bout this they made soldiers that were not only telekinetic, but that alter the very fabric of reality. Now I'm sure your having difficulties understanding what I mean, so let me explain it this way, they could erase your existence without having to kill you. It would change life for everyone that knew you, and no one would have ever known that you existed in the first place, now that's some creepy shit.
Lemme back track for a sec, a few years in I got put on a different project that one of the alphabet agencies was in charge of, I was given $3.5 million and told that I would be taken to a secure facility where they would alter virtually every function in my entire body.
Weird shit right?
Wrong!
It gets worse, it was like being tortured except the torturers kept telling me that my pain would benefit mankind.
After what felt like an eternity, they simply let me go and told me to enjoy life.
I didn't feel any different, they never tested me for any extra abilities, they just simply let me leave.
I had no job, all the money I could ever want, and no one to answer to.
But what do I do?
Well, I went and got drunk, or at least I tried.
I drank shot after shot, probably the only man in history to run a million dollar tab, too bad the sauce never hit me.
It struck me as odd, and for the first time in since those crazy experiments started I felt different.
I was staring at an empty glass I had in my hand for a few minuets when this dame came up and asked if I was looking for a good time.
Well Baby, I haven't tasted anything good in awhile. I gave a little smile, they like when you smile, makes 'em feel safe.
I got us a fancy hotel room, you know just to flash some cash, and we went up.
Now I'm sure your thinking that this is gonna be exciting, let me assure you that this is when it all started.
Were kissing on the bed and what not and when I looked in her eyes I saw something, I don't know how to explain it but it was like I could feel inside her soul.
I tried to shake it off but every time I looked in her eyes I could see it.
I gave her a little shove off of me, and asked her about her father, it was touchy subject but it was the only words I could put together.
She told me about her he'd beat her and her mother all the time and I asked her if he was still alive, she said no but i could tell that he was still hurting her.
I don't know how I knew I could do it but I told her to hold my hands and look me in the eye.
I swear I went back in time, I could see her father raising his hand to hit me and I kicked him in the party starters.
He fell to his knees, and I got close up on him and I simply whispered, you were never born in his hear.
Poof gone, and I was holding her hands again, but it wasn't her.
She was the blonde in the red dress, but this dame now was a brunette in a blue dress.
I couldn't fuckin believe it, all that sudo-science shit worked.
I did the only thing I could do at that point, got the fuck outta there!
And now, I'm running with some fucking circus.
Heh, betcha didn't see that coming! How that for cliche.
Anyways, its been like ten years now, and I'm still finding new shit that I can do, like this one guy,
I'm a magician, or so people think, and I convinced this guy that I could make the skin from his forearm stretch and mimic him.
Obviously he's skeptical, so I told him that I'd do it and record it so he could show his friends.
He agrees of course. And so I sit him down and tell him we have to meditate.
He believes it and sits indian-style in front of me, I tell him close his eyes and concentrate on his skin.
He does, so I tell him to picture it stretching and feel it.
He opens his eyes, to call bullshit on what I'm doing but there's the skin from his forearm looking right at him, with his face!
His eyes get wide as shit, and he's just astonished, he goes to try to poke it and it just turns into a finger and their just sitting there poking eachother's fingers.
I stand up, and the skin goes back down, I go over to the camera and he gets up and starts babbling about how he thought it was gonna be bullshit, and how it amazed him and all this other shit, and I turn around and just look at him. He grabs my hand and starts shaking it frantically, and I pull my hand from him and say there's no need to thank me.
He's confused now, so he asks why.
I tell him it didn't work, he just fell asleep.
The look on his face changes, and he tells me that I was there and I saw it too, his skin moved and changed and it was an exact mimic.
I tell him no it didn't happen, that he fell asleep before I could do it.
He's still furious, and asks me to show him the tape, so I show it to him.
I'll never forget that face, I wanted to laugh but I had to be professional.
He watches this video of himself sleeping for like an hour, says nothing. and then when the video is over he looks at me and says the real trick is how you convinced me in twenty minuets that I saw the skin from my arm move but you only recorded me sleeping.
He checked his watch, and it had only been ten minuets since he got there.
Well, few days later I'm coming home from the bar, and by home I mean back to the trailer my million dollar ass finds comfort in. I get jumped by these two guys that I couldn't for the life of me figure out how I knew them.
Anyways, they tie me up and toss me into the trunk of this car that wasn't there before and we go for a ride.
I'm not too pissed because its the most fun I've had in awhile, and plus I'm a little more than just human so that always helps.
The car eventually comes to a stop, they pull me out and I immediately knew something was wrong.
The guy I played the trick on was there, but he was in military uniform.
This can't end well. . . . .