Alter Other_I See You_The Trials of Zkauba: Diligent and Disastrous_Open Doors
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Alter Other
Alter OtherI walk into the mall quickly, a clear indication of purpose, I am certain of the reason why I came to shop, and I just have to make the purchase and go. However much I try to focus my mind on developing an awareness of the activities taking place, I cannot forgo the reality that I am also watching myself take the actions. No, I do not mean imagination, I also have a real perception of my actions, an embodiment of myself which observes, noting the decisions taken, interrupting none, but very present……For instance, I observe that I have walked into the mall at a quick pace, not that ...
I See You
It’s a sunny day, spring always comes with much warmth to melt the icy feelings winter has given us. But for someone who loves winter, this sunny, lovely weather is nothing but a hot day. “Mila!” my friend Anita shouts “Wait don’t get in the bus just yet, wait for me!!” she is running towards me. I can the sweat on her forehead and how much she is struggling to breath yet she says as she reaches me “What a lovely day, huh?” heavily breathing.I move my head to the left, give her the look of –seriously? – Then stick a tissue on her forehead “Clean that! Nice weather my ass!” I say as we get in ...
The Trials of Zkauba: Diligent and Disastrous
The Trials of Zkauba: Diligent and Disastrous Can’t Get You Out of My Head 5 December 1932 The Yaddithian wizard Zkauba was beyond tired of sharing his headspace with the Earthman Randolph Carter. The rogue had hijacked his mind back on Yaddith, eons before Earth even existed. Carter caused the downfall of Zkauba’s homeworld, for his presence interfered with the wizard’s abilities in casting spells to keep the Bholes at bay. Zkauba had been wrestling with the invader for control over his own psyche for countless millennia. Carter gained the upper hand when he discovered a drug that could keep...
Open Doors
Long before the hinges had fallen off of the door of our 2 story colonial, our marriage had loosened and showed signs of strain, needing both new paint and repair. Perhaps a trip to Home Depot would do the trick, and we could begin to mend not only the door, whose threshold I had been carried through 16 years earlier, but our hearts and ultimately our home. While I was willing, the back and forth of his infidelity forced me to turn its knob forcefully, and scrape its bottom unwillingly onto a foundation that was already in deep dwww.onedoor.ccisrepair. Before I knew it, I was slamming the door and vowing th...