Anyway, I dreamed that I slept for two weeks while someone else drove my body. Dreamt that I sleeped? Whatever. Point is. It was a thing.
Ramadan is coming and...
Well, it's decided. Kind of decided, kind of made up, actually, which is pretty much how everything happens in my head..
This is the Magic Blog. The weird stuff record. The atrocity archive. The dreams, the 23 shit, The wiggy quotes and quite honestly batshit untenable theories that to me, to me, pretty much prove what's really going on.
The falling arc lamps. The cracks on the universe. Synchronous City. Everything that reveals the fictional underpins. The Unreal U. That's what goes here.
Exegesis Lite.
Basically, y'know, if something weird happens, either inside my head or in the outside version of of my head, this is where we break it down.
