posted on Apr, 10 2015 @ 07:04 PM
a reply to: Peeple
And in that case... maybe she got caught in a time warp and she is simply... slowed... waaaaay... down.
And what depressive, brooding, gothic, sensitive type hasn't imagined being encased in your own dead body... experiencing it's decay while trapped
in a box under the earth. Wee!
Being a claustrophobic, that isn't a pleasant thought... along the lines of all of us are really God, alone in a universe somehow, popped up from
nothing, here forever, with no real godlike powers of creating anything "real"... and thus splintering and dreaming in an insane delirium... and
every so often one of your own imaginary friends will whisper, in passing, "wake up... wake up."
The worse thing about that one is it could well be... and even if not, nobody has assured us reality has to be pleasant... in fact it rarely is... and
any higher forces could be the Lovecraftian (really Gnostic) mad, depraved gods who crave suffering and madness.