jackilynimbee98
07-04-2014, 11:49 PM
the strangest thing happened today.... I had to run the mile in gym today, so I walke into the last hour I had that day, the one right after gym, completely exhausted, trying to calm my asthma. I could not focus on class, and had a strange urge to draw. I pulled out some paper, and let my hand do its own thing. I put no effort in, just let my hand glide in whatever which way my urge sent me. At first all was normal. I drew a stag on accident, and then
Something else I'm calling a grass person for now. Then I moved on to a separate piece of paper. What came out of that, was something resembling Chinese, but no where near close. Then after that I just began ..... I don't know how to put this, knowing? It started with just words in English, some misspelled and then not English at all, though using the English alphabet. Then I wrote a poem, it just kinda came to me. It started English, then went to the strange language. The scary thing is, to me it still makes perfect sense..... Here's the poem.
The untrustworthy don't trust, as the jealous, self obsessed, the witness cry the belliedwood die in deth forget the pestulance of agarthamy. Beltane, morgaret, freelane belane thepane turise bec thay bayreese forksets.
*jealous also somehow may equal zealous.
I spelled everything exactly the way of the original.
Pronunciations:
Belliedwood:just how it sounds
Deth:death
Pestulance: pes-choo-lint-s
Argamathy: ahrg-uh-math-ee* I fell like this is a noun.
Beltane is a wiccan holiday that I celebrate.
Morgaret: mourge-are-et
Freelance as it sounds,
Belane: buh-lane
Thepane: thu-p-hon
Turise: tour- rise
Bec: beck
Thay: tae
Bayreese: jut how it sounds
Forksets: just how it sounds.
This makes no sense to me, yet feels like it fits an is supposed to be like that. To me it's all gibberish.
If anyone would like to see the papers, I can email them. Or you can Kik me, I your tech savy, as my user is the same as it is here.
Blessed be:)
Something else I'm calling a grass person for now. Then I moved on to a separate piece of paper. What came out of that, was something resembling Chinese, but no where near close. Then after that I just began ..... I don't know how to put this, knowing? It started with just words in English, some misspelled and then not English at all, though using the English alphabet. Then I wrote a poem, it just kinda came to me. It started English, then went to the strange language. The scary thing is, to me it still makes perfect sense..... Here's the poem.
The untrustworthy don't trust, as the jealous, self obsessed, the witness cry the belliedwood die in deth forget the pestulance of agarthamy. Beltane, morgaret, freelane belane thepane turise bec thay bayreese forksets.
*jealous also somehow may equal zealous.
I spelled everything exactly the way of the original.
Pronunciations:
Belliedwood:just how it sounds
Deth:death
Pestulance: pes-choo-lint-s
Argamathy: ahrg-uh-math-ee* I fell like this is a noun.
Beltane is a wiccan holiday that I celebrate.
Morgaret: mourge-are-et
Freelance as it sounds,
Belane: buh-lane
Thepane: thu-p-hon
Turise: tour- rise
Bec: beck
Thay: tae
Bayreese: jut how it sounds
Forksets: just how it sounds.
This makes no sense to me, yet feels like it fits an is supposed to be like that. To me it's all gibberish.
If anyone would like to see the papers, I can email them. Or you can Kik me, I your tech savy, as my user is the same as it is here.
Blessed be:)