The Light Dies Down on Broadway, Genesis, 1974

"As he walks along his sanity's edge, Rael meets a sense of yesteryear. A Door in the room amongst his head reveals a home amidst the streets.

"Suburban sounds, the sounds of complaint, the smell of petty mundanity on his brain to paint as it carves out anger in a blood-red band, destroyed tomorrow by an eldritch hand."

My home.


Is this the way out from this endless scene or just an entrance to another dream?

And the light dies down on Insanity.


"But as the Doorshine beckons him to leave, he hears a scream from impossible beyond. Within the raging City writhes the form of Brother John. He cries for help."

The gate is fading now but open wide. But Nathan is drowning; I must decide between the freedom I had in the chess game or to stay forever in Hell the same.

"HEY, JOHN! He makes for the house and the Door is gone, back to the void where it came from.

"And the light dies down on Jordan."

End of rope breaking

Time has been passing for me normally.

I've been here in agony for days now. I'm completely alone, and not even the people in my imagination will talk to me. This is torture.

Not even the people on the walls will talk to me.


When is my time, Nathan?

Closed Door

Utter darkness.

I still don't know what that noise was when Nathan shut the door.

I still don't know why Nathan said what he said, why Nathan did what he did.

Utter darkness.

Video: "Time"

I heard the footsteps from earlier increase notably, so I turned the camera on and let it run.

Video: "Lit Vacancy"

I said I'd get a video up. For once, we have a door I want to open but remains to budge.

Lighting Change

I just got through saying this room is dark, and all of a sudden, the lights flipped on.

I plan on making a video. Don't know when you'll see it.

stress tells me safety died

I'm not begging for Nathan anymore.

I'm begging for the insanity Door.

loop

I opened a Door and

it slammed shut behind me.

This is the same room as before.

Darkness surrounds me in more than one way.

The beast that is not my dad rages and writhes from

behind the Door in front of me.

Fear overwhelms me.

Out of a window and into a room

The door opened and I could hear his voice coming closer with every stomp.

Then the window behind me opened and I jumped out and prayed I would not die.

I landed on a carpet in another dark room.

I'm not sure where I am right now. Again. It's just dark room after dark room, no exit in sight.

I'm not even sure if this building makes any logical sense.

feels blood

It rained deep inside this room

and all light began to cease.

The darkness panged every scruple of my youth

and my heart began to crease.

I find I cannot die much more inside

without risking losing the outside.

Why can I not say my problems here

without risking losing sanity within?

the beast that was not my dad

I heard footsteps

and then the beast came out of the locked door.

He looked like my father but he was a foreign entity entirely.

The facade disappeared and all that was left

was the inkling of a fear.

The hour of torture passed and all that was left

was the begging of a tear.

ALERT

WHERE THE HELL AM I NOW.

It's dark in here.
And cold.

There's a door that won't open, a lightswitch that doesn't work, and a window that doesn't show much.

Unsure

The internet finally works again. It's been a good few days (well, it's felt like that) since my last post, and now I can post again.

Sam left and I followed her upstairs. She led me to what used to be my room when this house was still sane. In that room, I found a flood of stuff I didn't recognize. As if someone else had been staying there.

I've been looking around for a while. Sleeping a lot, as well.

If I try to open the front door to leave the house, I find it no longer opens.

uneasy
uncomfortable
under my issues