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Out of the Worst...
Dec. 2nd, 2005 08:21 pmWell, I'm managing to pull the fragments of my psyche back together. Oddly enough -- and anyone who thinks soulbonding is a form of demonic possession should take note -- my headspace dwellers have, for the thousandth time, pulled me through the worst, without actually doing anything extraordinary. Certainly not an act of intervention, the way Constantine has done in the past (and which he frankly got sick of doing -- his words, not mine), but something smaller and far more indirect.
I'm not sure who this personage is, but someone in my headspace has been repeating the phrase "Peace on earth, good will toward men... and women... and children... and Exiles... and Machines...", ever since the Christmas/December Holidays decorations went up in the stores. Well, whoever this is, they've gotten louder, but try as I/we might, none of us can figure out who it is. It's either some undifferentiated part of my psyche, or it's a newcomer (I wish I could charge these folks rent sometimes, I'd be rich by now). It also appears to be the same voice who's been screaming "I want Mommy!" when I get especially stressed and upset (and yes, this being has been screaming that a lot lately). Thus, puzzling over who this entity could be and listening to their small message of hope has kept me distracted.
Which reminds me of a funny slogan on a tee-shirt my mom found in a catalog recently, and it's something I imagine a lot of people with headspace dwellers could relate to: "Quiet, voices, or I'll poke you with a Q-Tip!" I love it, since I use Q-Tips a lot to clean the wax build-up out of my ears.
I've also been re-reading what I completed on the as-of-now still untitled fanbrat novel, trying to decide which sections I'm going to post for your enjoyment: there's just too many great parts in it for me to decide easily! I'm trying to get back to working on that, too, but with Christmas coming up, I don't see that I'll get anything substantial done soon.
And speaking of Christmas, I'm doing a major chunk of my shopping tomorrow at the Christmas Fair at St. William's, my old parish. Thus, I won't be online later tonight, no IMing, not even the MxO, since I'll be getting up early to walk up to the church. I've gone there for years, at least since I was 14 or so, and last year was the first year I missed it since I was working/had a cough that wouldn't go away. This year, I'm hoping to make up for it.
I'm not sure who this personage is, but someone in my headspace has been repeating the phrase "Peace on earth, good will toward men... and women... and children... and Exiles... and Machines...", ever since the Christmas/December Holidays decorations went up in the stores. Well, whoever this is, they've gotten louder, but try as I/we might, none of us can figure out who it is. It's either some undifferentiated part of my psyche, or it's a newcomer (I wish I could charge these folks rent sometimes, I'd be rich by now). It also appears to be the same voice who's been screaming "I want Mommy!" when I get especially stressed and upset (and yes, this being has been screaming that a lot lately). Thus, puzzling over who this entity could be and listening to their small message of hope has kept me distracted.
Which reminds me of a funny slogan on a tee-shirt my mom found in a catalog recently, and it's something I imagine a lot of people with headspace dwellers could relate to: "Quiet, voices, or I'll poke you with a Q-Tip!" I love it, since I use Q-Tips a lot to clean the wax build-up out of my ears.
I've also been re-reading what I completed on the as-of-now still untitled fanbrat novel, trying to decide which sections I'm going to post for your enjoyment: there's just too many great parts in it for me to decide easily! I'm trying to get back to working on that, too, but with Christmas coming up, I don't see that I'll get anything substantial done soon.
And speaking of Christmas, I'm doing a major chunk of my shopping tomorrow at the Christmas Fair at St. William's, my old parish. Thus, I won't be online later tonight, no IMing, not even the MxO, since I'll be getting up early to walk up to the church. I've gone there for years, at least since I was 14 or so, and last year was the first year I missed it since I was working/had a cough that wouldn't go away. This year, I'm hoping to make up for it.