What I believe I've discovered is that there exists a veil pre-constructed in each of our minds from birth. Through my foolish poking and prodding at this veil, I now have reason to believe it can be stripped away. And not necessarily through any outlandish means; it seems mere awareness of what is beyond typical human "sight" alone can be enough to trigger changes in us. Changes of what exact nature? I am not certain, and I have no theories of a scientific, philosophical, or religious basis.
All I know is that I wish to reiterate my warning from the start of this journal; it may not be too late to turn back and cast these writings to flames.
This 'project' of mine commenced roughly a month ago. I would like to document precisely when, but I must admit to having lost some time of late. On to the strange phenomena I mentioned earlier . . . you see, within my very eyes there are now 'artefacts' not totally unlike when an old camera would capture an illuminated dust particle just right. That accurately describes how it started, anyway. With time these shapes have become less orb-like, less diffused. At times they become worm-like, or perhaps more accurately, finger-like. Wriggling around in the lower corners of my eyes. And, despite being just barely perceptible, they are evidently ominous and viscerally alien.
Staring out my window at the gently falling snow allows me some peace. It gently masks some of the artifacts I'm now rendered privy to the reality of. It enables me to pretend things are normal again; that they can go back. But I've now been at this long enough to know better.
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