Friday, October 12, 2018

Bathrooms – Are they really from this dimension?



        From my continuous and dedicated use of bathrooms, I’ve come to the conclusion that they are not part of our regular dimension. Instead, they are part of a totally separate dimension. Before, of course, going into details as to why I believe so, I think it is important that we are clear about the terminology of the said space. I’ve always felt that bathrooms are solely for taking baths, then why do we say bathroom when we want to take a piss? Because, probably, toilets, washroom, restroom, loo etc. are such complex words that in the time you will say them shit is sure to hit the fan. So in the end we are left with “bathroom”, in many of which no activity of bathing takes place of at all, given there are no provisions provided inside.
        So, how have I come to such space-shattering conclusion?
§  Have you ever been to a terrace which is actually an under-construction floor? With pillars and protruding rods and stuff? And did you notice that although the rooms below that terrace are of the same proportions as of the outlines of those on the terrace the to-be-made room-spaces look smaller than the already-made ones below? And in such lack of space, I’ve always wondered how did they fit in the bathroom space? Theoretically it should be possible, with math and stuff, but practically? Nope. Okay, forget about the terrace. Even looking from the inside, it feels that even though there is hardly much space for three rooms to fit in, somehow there are also two bathrooms fitted along with them. What kind of architectural and constructional sorcery is this? It must be so that the spaces made for the bathrooms are pulled out from a different dimension and not from the one we live in.
§  I have many other reasons to believe this, but the most important one is that time runs very slow in the bathroom. Come on, you must have been in a situation where you thought you just got in the bathroom when somebody knocked on the door saying that you have been inside for hours. How the fuck is that even possible? Again, when you are in a hurry and think that you are going to do all the bathroom-centered jobs very quickly and you even feel that you are doing them very quickly, but then you come out and see that you have either taken the equal amount of time you take every other day or taken longer than usual. In fact, there have also been times when I felt that I’ve been inside the bathroom for hours but after coming out I found that it had only been 15 minutes. Fuck, how? Time must flow differently inside the bathrooms. Why? Because the bathroom is not in this dimension.


§  Even temperature is not the same inside the bathrooms compared to that of the other rooms. It is either colder or hotter, but never the same. Surely, temperature fluctuation is obvious when we are talking about a dimension that is separate from ours.
§  Talking about temperature, have you noticed that sometimes the mirrors inside the bathrooms fog up even when you didn’t use hot water? Even water evaporation is not normal in the bathrooms.
§  Talking about mirrors, has it ever not happened that you enter the bathroom, only have a partial look at the mirror while you go directly to do your job and while doing your job felt that the partial view wasn’t exactly usual? Or that you have looked into the bathroom mirror and felt that someone else is looking at you through your eyes? Or, when you rub off the said fog, a sense of anxiety hits you as to your being uncertain what you might see when the fog is gone?
§  And talking about water, have you ever been bothered about a water dripping sound that is coming from the bathroom but never found exactly where from? My guess, it is not at all water that is dripping. The sound is actually from this other dimension in which the bathroom is located. Does the sound come from the other beings in that dimension?
§  Surely, communicating on an inter-dimensional level should be difficult. And it is quite difficult to communicate with someone who’s inside the bathroom and vice-versa. We always have to shout in order to make our words travel from outside the bathroom to the inside, to be precise, to a different dimension. It is the same case when trying to do it from the inside. The strain on our voices can even be fatal. You never know.
§  I’m not sure what kind of energy passes through this bathroom-dimension, but I know that this energy brings in the urge to sing. People who can’t be made to sing even with a guillotine over their necks tend to sing inside the bathrooms. If you ask them what’s the reason behind this, they can’t say. Because this urge is imposed and the singing takes place unintentionally. There are even cases where people don’t even remember singing inside the bathrooms after they come outside. However, this energy doesn’t work on everybody, for example me.
§  Speaking of singing, the energy inside the bathrooms also aids in our thought processes. Esp. when we are squatting/sitting comfortably while answering nature’s calls. No matter what kind of matter it is, once inside the bathroom our neurons start sending currents automatically and thus we are able to think about the most critical and life-threatening matters more clearly than ever.  Ever heard the story of EUREKA?
§  Every time you open the bathroom door, don’t you feel a gust of wind, though very light, blow over you? This gust of wind is a very common thing when traveling inter-dimensionally.
§  Finally, this dimension is safe from all kinds of harm that our regular dimension offers. Why do you think people tend to run to the bathroom when a serial killer is on loose in the house? Now, some may say it is because of the sudden urge to take a shit in such times of crisis. But then, what do you think causes this urge? Which also means that this other dimension can affect us even when we are not inside it. Moreover, we never fear that the ceiling would collapse upon us while we are in the most vulnerable state inside our bathrooms. The force of the sense of safety is strong.

        Now comes the topic of how did that connection between dimensions take place. Who/what is responsible and is it really a good thing? I’ve some theories on this matter.
§  First of all, the primary gateway to go in and out of this other dimension is through the bathroom door. The secondary gateway is through the window, which in our country is normally inaccessible.
§  So, who created this gateway? My theory is that it is created by the builders of the building. It is possible that they have a secret organization where they impart and pass on this knowledge from one builder to other, and only a few builders get to have this knowledge. Obviously, they are sworn to secrecy so they never tell others about it, esp. the people for whom they are creating the gateway in the first place. It also makes me wonder that what else they are capable of doing through this second dimension. Damn it, they are probably Freemasons. Why didn’t this occur to me before? Freemasons have always been capable to undertaking impossible, out-of-this-world feats. Who knows what else they have under their sleeves.
§  Now, if they are not Freemasons, they must have some kind of superpower in order to be able to access this separate dimension. Or maybe, they are from that dimension. That would mean they are actually aliens and not human at all. Shit.
§  But if, somehow, the builders are innocent of this, it must be so that the gateway gets created all by itself. They think of making a bathroom, they try to find space for it and voila! There’s your bathroom. So, probably the dimension itself is conscious. If not, there must be other beings (said aliens) that make this happen without the knowledge of the builders. But why? And am I under any risk since I’ve uncovered this secret? Hell, for the first time in my life I’m afraid of going to the bathroom.
§  If not the aliens or Freemasons, it must be the people who manufacture the particular kinds of bathroom doors. In this case, this inter-dimensional gateway only to came to use through the manufacture of these doors. And so, this gateway didn’t exist in the old times as the doors were made individually by the carpenters.


        I think the Freemason theory is more possible and plausible. Plus, it feels good to think while you are releasing your undigested food into the chasm of no return that the space surrounding you is not only from a different dimension but also one that has been pulled in by the Freemasons.

Tuesday, October 9, 2018

Languid


What's the fun in waking up,
I am yawning right now
I would like to go to sleep sometime soon.

Since when,
I can't exactly remember,
I am having a much harder time waking up.
It doesn't matter when I go to sleep at night,
My days nowadays only begin at 10.
Somedays even much later.

I read once somewhere
Someone calculated the extra minutes he slept everyday
And found out when he was going to die.
I don't how to do either of the two,
But I know I'm going to wake up late tomorrow.

It feels good to sleep more and more,
But it comes with a feeling of depression,
And with one that of hopelessness.
I am feeling them now in fact
I feel so sleepy I can hardly think of a word to write.

Funny, I actually fell asleep while writing this
These lines you now read
Are from two days past the night I began writing this.
It seems, if anybody should ever think of
Taking upon the ponderous job of writing my biography
They would find hardly anything significant to put together.
And after they have completed composing it
All it would contain are these invigorating words:
All he did was sleep
Sleep, and sleep, and sleep and zzzzzz.