TrafalgarNolan

What was up with me when I joined?

Seriously, how fucking stupid was I?

Just...fuck me...back then...

I have actually disgusted myself.

To be depressed is nothing bad.
I know it: I'm depressed all the time.
The world IS saddening, all of its aspects.
Very rarely is there anything lifting my neutral mood to happiness.
Oh, I didn't write I was sad all the time, just depressed.
I have no mood. Mood is a myth. To me.

Nobody wants to read this.
Nobody will.
And I still write it.
In an irrational longing for people acknowledging me.
Where it may ever have come from, I don't know.
I don't want it to exist. But it does.
And it makes me want to have friends.

Mistake night. I went too far.
Wanted them to be my friends too much.
I incinerated the ground between us by running towards them too fast.
Yes, that doesn't make any sense.
Although the fire has been fought successfully now, a spark lives on in me.
It aligns with the other sparks, adding to the general state of depression.

Tagged by

1. Say ten of your favorite characters from different fandoms
2. Tag ten people
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The best of some of my favourite creative continua:

1. Sherlock from the same-named BBC series
2. the Fallen from Transformers (although the movie sucked)
3. Adam Jenson from Deus Ex
4. my very own Lewis from Life on Mars
5. BILL CIPHER
6. J.A.R.V.I.S./Vision from the Marvel Cinematic Universe (although that term is used incorrectly here)
7. Newt as portrayed in the Maze Runner BOOKS (that's improtant)
8. Staz C. Blood from Blood Lad
9. again one of my own: 17 from the same-named short novel
10. Pajama Sam

(Oh no, what do I do? I don't even know ten people on dA!
-Just reduce it by one order of magnitude, dude.
-Really. But that's...one order of magnitude less.
-Just do it, already!
-Okay, okay...)

I tag:

I am afraid. (originally the title of this, but it looked too much like - well, you read the title)

Putting something like this up here may likely be the stupidest thing to do with it, but since there is no entity adequate for talking about it in physical reach right now, I kind of have no choice.

I've seen this coming for a long time.

I'm close to the end of the school part now and I don't like it. Of course I like it at the same time, too, and depending on how well I did my exams (or how badly) there could lie one or two additional years in the dark before me. And that it is, making me afraid.

Darkness in the future is not what I'm used to.

Always in my life so far I was able to see what is most likely to come in the next year(s), but now I'm not. So constantly I progressed, always itchy-eyed when looking at the wall of ignorance at the horizon. I walked and walked and I won't stop walking, for I can't pause time, but the day will come when I step close enough to the wall for it to open a tunnel for me eventually, which of course will close behind me, trapping me inside a never stopping bubble I must not leave in order to not get lost in the darkness of ignorance.

That's what I'm afraid of. Whatever will happen from now on will shoot out of the dark, headed right for me, who, if at all, will have only the shortest of time of preparation.
Unless the wall is not, as taken for certain and not even enquestioned in the slightest until now that I type this, an infinite vanta-black fog of unlimited volume, lasting until the end of time, but just a thin wall with an unlocked door I will open when reaching it.

Let's go with this. That's better.

So whoever this reads (if it will be read at all): I wrote this (and so came to this solution) because there will be someone 'listening' to me. And if you're still reading this down here, I'm pretty sure you 'listened' to my pathetic little monologue full or self-loathing and egocentrical assholeness. And since this is how this medium works, you can actually tell me how much of an asshole I am for always talking about me all the time.

But that would be an outrageous request of actually commenting...why do I have to do everything seemingly wrong?


Hm...shall I even put it up now? After all I'm alone in my mind. Even if you actually read even this last line...but how should you get to read it then?

Inception brought us the alteration of space, the three initial dimensions, by putting mind over matter. Okay, the matter was essentially mind, but still, space and it's physical properties got altered in this movie to the extant of a possible penrose-staircase.

But Nolan, my name sharer, didn't stop there, with Interstellar he multiplied Inception by Infinity. Seriously, if you want to know what's the next higher dimension, put the one you have now next to it over and over again infinitely and you get it.
So what happens if you stack space onto space onto space until you have a string of which every point is a whole spacial universe?
Did I hear time? You, you there, you said it. Admit it, you said time. And it's right. Fourth Dimension is the illusion of time created by an infinity of spacial universes speeding through as we count a millionth of a millionth of a millionth of a second.
Well, and what happens towards the end of Interstellar? Exactly, mind is put over matter again, but also over time, when the tesseract , an object with infinite mass and existent in every point in space, is used as a fivedimensional shortcut to his daughter he was said to never see again because of lightyears, distances and shit. They didn't see the tesseract coming. Or, as Doc Brown would put it, they're not thinking four-dimensionally!

So, where am I going with this? Well, Folks, we were given a trailer and if you didn't already see the new Dr. Strange trailer, I recommend you to do that, because we have just gotten higher by a dimension.

Update (26.07.2016):
So, the new trailer was released *thinkthinkthink* three days ago and we finally see more about it, like it also including four-dimensional movement/travel! :bademoticon: 

I so will go see this movie...