dark am i, yet lovely, a lily among thorns, majestic as stars in procession

dark am i, yet lovely, a lily among thorns, majestic as stars in procession
WHY DESTROY YOURSELF? WHY DIE BEFORE YOUR TIME? THE KEEPERS OF THE HOUSE TREMBLE. DESIRE IS NO LONGER STIRRED. DO NOT CONFORM ANY LONGER TO THE PATTERN OF THIS WORLD.

Friday, 16 October 2026

Hazel In A Jar (Part 2)

Hazel performed more than one miracle in her childhood, aside from resurrecting a hummingbird back to lifeblood. She entered same said shed with a camera one time, on her own, unsupervised, full roll of empty film intact. What she emerged with stored on the apparatus beggared belief. Rather than photos of junk and moths and titbits and bits and bobs, she exited with presentation pictures of herself posing with the personalities in her collectables purse. The purse by the way was a designer brand that featured an angel riding a unicorn sewn into the front. Her uncle said he had paid twenty seven pounds for it, limited edition, from a car boot sale. It was over-spilling with thumbnails of her idols.

Hazel was viewed, inside the photographic content, in various regions of the globe, rubbing elbows with spicy television personas. There are copies of these pictures still in existence, many have been leaked onto her cultish fanbases online. Some have been doctored into mockeries to sap the authenticity out of them. The most famous one focuses on Hazel drinking Sambuca with Supergirl on the set of a movie in Hollywood. The caption reads INTERSTELLAR in poisoned pen letters. Most startling is that the actress who played Supergirl at the time attests to meeting Hazel, steadfastly supporting a bizarre story that Hazel was flown over as part of a Royal family sponsored charity effort entitled 'Opportunities 4 Imagineers' to provide unforgettable experiences for impoverished young children. The deeper one looks the more truthful Hazel’s impossible past appears to align with reality. The closest phenomenon I can think of is The Mandella Effect. This is something to do with our memories of exterior events changing as we age, thus altering the original origin of the memory itself. I’m not too clued up on it. All parties conclude that most of Hazel’s recollected past didn't actually occur, even though there is photographic and testimonial evidence to suggest otherwise. To admit that it did occur would be to readily sign up for the actuality of revelation, and since Hazel has been a scientific subject since day one, that would go against all empirical beliefs.

Her mother remained convinced that there was a lift-shaft underneath the shed floor, and that a visitor from a secret bunker beneath the house was setting up her daughter. She applied in writing to the council for demolition and digging to no avail. She amassed several hundred signatures from around the local estates stating that her garden property was an open walkway for snide agents who lived below her residence and tampered with her daughter’s mind frequently. The signatures were later proved to be the work of her own hand as she fiddled with various styles of forgeries using a calligraphy set bought from a discount factory.

To Be Continued...


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