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A Line through Aspatria.

There was a small but noticeable increase in telecommunications through Aspatria in the autumn of 2001, instigated by 2 minds that claimed only to have 2 mutual friends, friends, it would eventually transpire, that never even existed.

There was a single line that passed through Aspatria in 2001. Only small shimmers registered. One of thousands of lines around the UK, one of millions around the world. September the 11th of that year saw all these lines vibrations wider and deeper than they had ever been. For decades after that date, the lines that vibrated would appear to fizz demonically if that date itself was mentioned. ‘September the 11th’ or ‘9/11’. That one day appeared to line check the reach of the vibrations on all the recently drawn lines around the world. But through Aspatria, the size of the vibrations were noticeably grander in their waves for weeks before and after September the 11th.


It is only I who believe that the line that travelled through Aspatria vibrated much more than it had in years, the weeks leading up to September the 11th.


The millions of lines that vibrated all over the world multiplied by billions in the coming decade. A web was weaved that made the land harder to see than the lines that wrapped around it. Wherever a human mind existed, multiple lines flowed through. All the lines were vibrating all the time. I took different aspects I had learnt from my experience of vibrating the singular line through Aspatria and was able to simulate an artificial alternative to my emotions when loneliness took hold of my lineless mind. I knew my mind in solitude could replicate the vibrations I sent out on that singular line in Aspatria, by connecting my intentions with any line across the world. Slowly but surely losing all connection to anything not made up of these vibrating lines.

To live outside them was to experience a calm serenity, only if I was with people I didn’t have to lie too. But a particular version of hell was brought to Earth when I was to spend time with people I hadn’t had the intimate time to attempt to understand, who I had to lie too, all the time. This became most my waking time. The thing that moved with the winds, outside of the lines, moved through them like a ghost, manifested a lie.

Navigating vibrations became an attempt to nostalgically allow the electricity of my own to dance in the ways it did back then, along the single line through Aspatria In 2001. Though this is only one persons interpretation of that particular line.
In time, all the many lines that flowed from my own mind were able to vibrate with any emotion I wished to indulge. Thousands of times larger when the lines touched the minds of those I'd never have to look inside the eyes of, outside of electricity. The lying ghost shell that had been neglected eventually ceased to feel anything. I myself felt very uncomfortable at the reality that I was more excited to navigate the vibrating lines than to live amongst natural m/w inds.

But the lineless world had turned me into such a liar, it was the lines that blanketed me. After whole days trying to hide my mind from the eyes that penetrated my ugly lifeless and lineless ghost skin, I relished in every split second I was able to attempt to render myself a God using only lines. The small cave etchings that had enabled us to connect on such a small scale for thousands of years, when combined with these freshly drawn millions of miles long lines, equalled endless possibilities, always resulting in the same size vibrations that passed through the single line travelling through Aspatria back in 2001.
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It is only me who believes the size of those waves through Aspatria back in 2001 are worth trying to revisit. As the mind as a vapour, as a ghost moves through time, it’s first uncomfortably large vibrations, due to its shells nature, leave dents that can never actually be reanimated. It left my lineless ghost chasing vibrations it knew it would never be able to again naturally ascertain.
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