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  • Posted: March 10, 2012
  • Updated: March 13, 2012
  • Category: What If
  • Media Type: Text
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  • Tags: #thomaschong #short story
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A Short Story I Made Up As I Went Along

Across the court yard I dashed, evading my persuaders by jumping into a sewer gate, they dared not to chase after me, as they knew that the creature lived in the sewer, they were afraid but I was not! I dared tread where they didn't, I calmed my sprint to a gentle jog. I found an old head lamp from the resurrection era, I placed it on, it seemed almost more unnerving now then it had before, as if all my existence depended on my light, I didn't like it.
I gripped the package tightly, holding on to it, it would change everything, and I couldn't wait to release it to the public. But a new feeling gripped me, fear. I felt small in this claustrophobic sewer, whos water had dried, only housing the creature, I was sure that the creature knew I was in its domain, but it did not know where. I felt as if I should have been sprinting, but I kept my pace low, if I did meet the creature I may have been able to out run it, for a while.
There were no more exits, I had come around to the place where I had picked up the helmet, there was no manhole above, no ladder, no escape. I grew paranoid, "Does it know I am here? Is it playing with me?". Questions such as these were trivial I still had the package, I still had a purpose.
I had been in the sewers for about twelve hours, I knew I needed to sleep, I found a small alcove, I huddled, if I was still alive in the morning, I might be able to escape, if I died during the night, it would be quick. I bit the tip of my thumb, a small wound appeared, on the wall I scrawled "To whoever finds this package, know that it contains the secret, it is vital that it is released to the public." I fell asleep.
The next morning, I noticed a rip in the package, I tore it open. Sand. Only sand, the creature had been here, I now knew my fate, it was just a matter of time. I turned the corner, a room full of electric steam, eroding the essence of my soul. But I had found something people had only dreamed of discovering, the control room. I pulled the single lever, the water began to flow again, but I was still trapped. With this video camera, I tell you, discoverer, my story, that clanking you hear is the creature, my fate is sealed, and so is yours, the creature cannot be stopped by a single human, but the water flows, we have won.
posted on March 10, 2012
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  • 5 PUFF PASS

    Kaulu

    As I walked down the dusty road, a grim cousin to the once great relic of the past it had once been, I looked over to the dead cabins, rotten through neglect and rain water. I looked down the road, through a veil of dust, it glimmered like a brown diamond, I had finally reached the end, the way out.

    The air smelled like fire and sulfur, I wrapped my scarf tighter and tighter around my neck, a droplet of sweat from my brow hit the ground with a soft “pat”, I quickened my pace.
    For a brief second, the sun lazily shone through the brown dust and dark clouds, it warmed my cold face, it was good to see, I wondered who was left to see it.

    I looked around the ground that surrounded the small cabin, what used to be towering stalks of vegetation was now dusty, dead cracks that seemed to reach the very core of the Earth. The very idea that anything had ever been alive here now seemed preposterous, there was no hope left for this place, no hope left for Earth, no hope left for me.

    They would be closer now, hunting me, I walked, yes, for I knew that no matter how fast I ran, they would find me. I was alone, more alone each passing second. What had been desperation in the past had now turned into a passive acceptance, if I were to die, it would be here, it was always going to be here.

    I neared the steps of the cabin, a dark brown, warped and splintered; they moaned in pain as I stepped over them, reaching the off hinged door, it collapsed when I touched it. The interior of the small home was dark, with light provided by holes in the wall, and slivers of window the boards didn’t reach. I looked out the window, they were on the road, not running, but walking, they knew my fate just as well as I did.

    The only thing left in this small dwelling was a picture near the corner; I picked it up, and stared at it. A droplet hit the ground with a soft “pat”, a tear. I hugged the picture, they were at the door step, I didn’t turn around.

    Then it was over, I fell to the floor, I heard them walk off. In the distance, a sound of thunder was heard.
    • by ThomasChong
    • on August 20, 2012
    • filed in What If
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  • 31 PUFF PASS

    Wealth

    We have gone far from our humble roots, the invention of wealth has crippled our state of mind so much that even the wealthy aren't happy.

    The wealthy will become afraid of death, simply because that would mean losing access to their possessions. That is unnatural, it is an unnatural state of mind.

    The poor will also be afraid of death, not because of the loss of material items, but because of the fear of not amounting to anything, media has us all expecting to be millionaires someday, when the whole concept of wealth as happiness has been drilled into our minds since we were toddlers.

    There is no such thing as permanent happiness, when we create large goals, such as, "Have a nice garden", we set out to do those things. We will be even more depressed then we were before we had those gardens, until we finish our goal. This is why people enjoy having small, easily attainable goals, goals we can finish fast and feel the immediate happiness from.

    When we were children, our goals were set out for us. Finish homework, finish the day, finish school, finish middle school, finish highschool, finish college, get a job, then, nothing. We have no direction, so we make goals, trying to further ourselves through our insistence, the only goal that rings through our life is, "Attain Wealth", that is unnatrual, although we still follow it because it is what everyone else is doing. Everyone needs a purpose, but instead of finding for ourselfs, we are tricked into buying shit we don't need by people who want money so they can buy shit they don't need. People see the owners of major corporations as these huge evil demi-human, but the truth is, they're just as lost as we are.
    • by ThomasChong
    • on April 4, 2012
    • filed in Realizations
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  • 5 PUFF PASS

    The Worst DMT Trip I've Ever Had

    A couple years ago for my birthday my scientist friend and hallucinogen hookup gave me ten grams of DMT for my birthday (Read: Thats one metric fuckload of DMT), that weekend I went on a four hour DMT binge, by myself. After about 200 minuets of normal tripping, everything started to feel off, then my trip stopped suddenly. All I saw was a tunnel, I came to the end of the tunnel. I had been here before, so was not worried.(Near death experiences happen about every tenth time I do DMT) Then I broke through the end of the tunnel. There was my guardian. He was standing there with a puzzled expression on his face, his arms outstretched. He said "Why are you here!!!???" "How the fuck did you get here!!??" Then, that was it. He said, “Game over. You took too much. That’s it. You’re done. No more. Game over.” I was dead. I was deader than dead. That was it. I didn’t expect to come back at all. I spent what felt like a million life times in total darkness, I was barely aware, I felt no body or brain, it was just my basic conscience, all I knew was I am dead, I will be dead forever. And that’s all I could do. Then, for the slightest insistence, I saw a flash. I thought, “I can fight this now”, so I fought so hard to clear my head, the darkness shattered. I came out of the DMT world, the drug was still in effect, but it was changing things in my world, not putting me in another one, everything looked like lines drawn on paper, I could barely stand. What had happened is that the bad taste of the DMT (like burnt plastic) had made me throw up and I was on my back, so I was choking, that’s what killed me during my trip. I threw up on my bed room floor and passed out in a sleep like state, I awoke about ten minutes later with the familiar afterglow.
    I avoided most drugs for a couple of months afterwards.
    • by ThomasChong
    • on March 13, 2012
    • filed in Experiences
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    Heaven

    A life time of work, sorrow, and despair, we are led to believe that if we do good, we go a paradise, where we will be happy forever and ever, if we do bad, we are tortured, I personally don't believe in god, but I don't care if you do, but, there is very little in the bible about heaven, the "fluffy cloud" theory was derived from painters of the Renaissance.
    There is a T.V. show called "Moral Orel", in an episode, the protagonist kills him self to be closer to god, when he does, he is on a small, black planet with a dark red sky, on it is a single church, inside, Orel is naked, with several of himself sitting in the pews saying "I am the church, backwards", he then finds him self dressed up as a church saying "I am the Church!" This struck a chord with me, and got me thinking.
    What if the after life is not a void of darkness, and not a paradise in the clouds. When the brain dies it releases an extraordinary amount of D.M.T. into itself. D.M.T. can make time feel longer, when I took it, I felt 80 years had passed in 15 minuets. When someone talks of a near death experience, they could have been experiencing the effects of D.M.T. But they are not dead in a near death experience, when somebody is clinically dead it means their heart has stopped for more than one minuet, not when the whole body dies.
    When the whole body dies, the brain releases so much D.M.T. into itself that the heads weight decreases, a drug trip so strong that in the five minuets between body death and brain death, the brain will feel that several hundreds of life times have passed.
    Then five minuets later, you get to experience the ultimate paradise, peace. After a life time lived, an eternity spent at peace.
    Because you are the church.
    • by ThomasChong
    • on March 2, 2012
    • filed in Philosophy
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  • 8 PUFF PASS

    Review of Some Rare Drugs II

    BOHD- Man, its like my mind exploded all over my carpet. I am thinking so many thoughts at once its hard to comprehend them. No major visuals, but the world got dark because I put on sunglasses without realizing it.

    B- Like screens being put over a tv. I would see the world with all the colors negative, then everything would be orange, then black and white. It lasted approximately 8 hours but I fell asleep around 6 hours.

    ASB- The entire session was, in a sort of way, like being in a corridor outside the lighted halls where a beautiful mescaline experience is taking place, sensing the light from behind a grey door, and not being able to find my way in from the dusky underside passageways. This is sort of a gentle sister of mescaline, but with a tendency to emphasize (for me, at this time) the negative, the sad, the struggling. Sleep was impossible before the fifteenth hour. When I tried, I got visions of moonlight in the desert, with figures around me which were the vampire-werewolf aspect of the soul, green colored and evil. I had to sit quietly in the living room and wait patiently until they settled back to wherever they belonged and stopped trying to take over the scene. During the peak of the experience, my pulse was thready, somewhat slowed, and uneven. There was a faint feeling of physical weirdness.

    BOD- I had to use an eye dropper for this one because of how bad it tasted. It was like a conscious DMT trip, like having your eyes glued to a moving screen. I could move and feel around the room I was in, but couldn't see it. I wonder if a blind person could use this to see colors...

    BOM- I smoked the crystals of this, within five minuets I felt as if somebody had pushed me onto the bed. I was paralyzed there for about a minuet before I was plunged into a world of white, I felt as if I had lost my body, a body of black paint was drawn before my eyes, it was slightly crude, almost like a Pablo Piccaso, but more coherent. I began to ran through this white space, each step I took made another drawing appear, talk, twisted buildings, large bushes, but no other people, I tried to open a buildings door and the whole building fell over, like an old timey Hollywood set. I heard a chattering sound and suddenly the whole world was painted in a dull water color, with a yellow background and many different shades of buildings. I began floating up and I came out of the trip unexpectedly fast, and I had somehow moved from my bed to my couch.

    PROPYNYL- Another strange one. I ate 8 25 mg pills, then after about an hour, I still felt no effects. Then, while I was watching an episode of the Simpsons, I noticed Bart was talking slower. Then an episode of the worlds highest speed chases, by the end of the show, the cars seemed to be going 5mph. After a while time was going so slow I felt like I could see the images on the T.V. before the sound hit me, then for about five minutes, time stopped, just, stopped, I could think, and I was seriously afraid that I would be trapped in the time stop forever. Then time slowly started again and within three hours everything was normal again.

    3-TASB- This is strange, my whole house filled up with water. Then the water turned green and I saw all kinds of fish, the people on T.V. were fish, and the water began to change colors like a disco. Very fun. Lasted two hours.

    3-TE- I saw a giant bunny rabbit sitting on the couch next to me. Blood began seeping from the walls, so I left the house, it was about 9 PM, the sky was black streaked with orange, the trees seemed dead, black and twisted, any people looked like grim reapers looking down, the side walk was black and twisted, horrible beast ran through the street, moving so fast I never saw their faces. I eventually stumbled into my house an hour later and slept it off.

    TOMSO- I walked up my street and saw completely bizarre faces on all the people. I was absolutely unable to estimate the age of anybody who was female, at least by looking at her face. All aspects, both child-like and old, seemed to be amalgamated into each face, all at the same time. There was remarkable time-slowing; overall the experience was favorable.

    TRIS- I saw acid like hallucinations and a general hazy feeling, but, it made me starving, I didn't get the munchies, I experienced a full on hunger attack, I threw up twice from over eating and just kept eating, no fun.

    4-T-TRIS- My whole body was extremely sensitive to pain and pleasure, we'll leave it at that.

    ARIADNE- It knocked me out, I woak up 12 hours later.

    ETH-LAD - In about an hour or so, gentle movements of the house plants were noted. The walkway of the painting above the fireplace changed as if the sunny spots were moving ahead. The visual aspects became more LSD-like after a couple more hours, though in a very gentle way. The spider windowpane looked three-dimensional: at first I thought the windows were double-paned, but they were not. Stones, rocks and glass had a magical look to them, but tree bark looked like tree bark. Occasionally, a dark streak (spot) would go through the visual field and a page of a book would move sharply without effort. These aspects were very pleasant to me. Thinking easy. Concepts easy to follow through. Mind and feelings together as should be.
    • by ThomasChong
    • on March 14, 2012
    • filed in Experiences
    • 6 comments
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