call_me_spooky: (This movie is so profoundly bad)
We may choose to question, to doubt, the evidence of our senses; but we cannot easily deny them. We interact with the world through our bodies; and so when we find them changed, might not our perception of the world change? Or am I me in some fashion that defies the flesh entirely. I'm not touching the battle of the sexes nonsense with a ten-foot pole, because that kind of conversation never ends well for the males involved... But I'll admit it was interesting to look through different eyes. Seeing the same world from another angle. I don't know that I learned anything, except that I don't like being short, which I really could have guessed.

Still, food for thought. If it's in essence an accident that I am the man I see in the mirror every day, what does that say about the person I believe myself to be? If I'd been born in the body I found myself in the other day (admittedly not without its advantages,) would I be where I am, who I am? Or would my life have followed some other path, impossible to imagine or predict?

I don't think we're meant to learn anything from these curses-- certainly theories abound to explain them, though whether any do, who knows-- but that doesn't mean we can't.

Anyway. In other matters-- has anyone heard from Donna Noble recently? She's been uncharacteristically quiet for a couple of days...
call_me_spooky: (...in most of my work the laws of physic)
They say that on Halloween, the boundary weakens between the world of the living and the land of the dead; that ghosts and ghouls and monsters can walk among us for that one night. What that means here, where the dead walk among us while we go grocery shopping, I'm not certain. Perhaps nothing; I've never been inclined to assume that the divide was so great in the first place. The truth is out there-- and so are a lot of other things, and I'm not convinced they need to wait for the end of October to come say hello.

You throw a hell of a party, City, and I appreciate the costume help. Peg leg? Hard to balance but still really, really cool. Glad I don't have to deal with it on a daily basis, though. Pirate was the right costume choice, in any case; much worse stuff to be stuck in. Indiana Jones was a close second, but I didn't have a whip handy.

Rose went home; I'm beginning to see what people have been saying, about how unexpected it can be, the way people come and go. No apparent pattern or logic governing it. Anyway, I hope she's okay, whatever dimension she's in now.

Funny that I find myself looking for some kind of scientific explanation, here, when I'm used to disproving the so-called rational theories. Maybe I just like the challenge.

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Fox Mulder

call me Spooky

I'm the key figure in an ongoing government charade, the plot to conceal the truth about the existence of extraterrestrials. It's a global conspiracy, actually, with key players in the highest levels of power, that reaches down into the lives of every man, woman, and child on this planet, so, of course, no one believes me. I'm an annoyance to my superiors, a joke to my peers. They call me Spooky. Spooky Mulder, whose sister was abducted by aliens when he was just a kid and who now chases after little green men with a badge and a gun, shouting to the heavens or to anyone who will listen that the fix is in, that the sky is falling and when it hits it's gonna be the shit-storm of all time.

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