Perceptum Erroris

Perceptum Erroris 11/24/2009

The following story is completely fictional. If the characters contained within bear any resemblance to persons real or imagined, you should seek therapy because clearly there's something wrong in your head.

This is how it ends.

There is a cloudy, impenetrable darkness that slowly envelopes you. It immobilizes you and right when the fear begins clenching your chest and tightening your throat, you feel your body relax. The fear washes over you like a tidal wave. It is formidable. Intense.

Inevitable.

And then it is gone.

The darkness is no longer cloudy or murky. It is black and absolute.

If life is classified and categorized into unforgettable moments worth living, this is by definition the most poignant.

In the end, there is nothing. And there are no words to describe the sensation of being enveloped by this blackness, losing all sense of your body and, in the very last moments, feeling your consciousness slip away from you ... forever.

***

When my cell phone vibrated in my pocket, I knew right away that it wasn't going to be good. It's not that I had any ethereal precognition of what was to come, no, I simply never got any phone calls or text messages on my personal phone.

I stay busy enough, no doubt, but the vast majority of my incoming communication is through email. And my email comes through on my work Blackberry, not my personal phone.

I fished the phone out of my pocket and read the text message. It was from my sister, Haley. She had written: "Theres been an accident. Call asap."

Read the rest of the story here!

Comments

Obsquatch link

11/25/2009 4:00am

This is important.

I am shoveling this story into my world with reckless abandon. It's good. It's dark as hell, but it's good.

This is important and I recognize it.

krumbine

11/25/2009 7:54am

Thanks, buddy. I'm not sure what "shoveling this story into my world" means, but sounds like fun. Since this story has been my world, maybe now that I've written it and you're shoveling it, I can be done with much of it.

I always appreciate your comments. And I don't think I can be your hero because you're already mine. There would be some kind of universal negating of existence if that happened.

El Lupinostro link

11/25/2009 5:56pm

This is more biting than receiving a blowjob from an alligator with frostbite (I think if we can boil there's no reason why those cold blooded angels can't have their nuts frozen).

Oye vey.... your brother. I can only say that every family has at least one of them.. and if it isn't clear on first glance, then one merely has to look deeper, perhaps, into ones extended family. The extremist religious loon who loses track of reality, whose extremism exists merely as a way of justifying their utterly fucked up perspectives on life and reality, is a constant that can't be eradicated with the most stringent family planning measures. It shall manifest... someway, somehow. The solution? Oddly enough, it's hope and faith. Hope that logic and reason finally come painfully crashing down... and have faith that it shall happen soon due to the persistence of reality and truth.

All that being said, this really was a great story. The exposed dirty laundry shines brilliantly on account of the choking darkness of your brother's stupidity, and smells like a bouquet of three flowers with a hint of the umbilicusiferous odours of a decaying corpse.

Obsquatch, you have done it once again! It's one thing to shovel this in ones mind... but in ones world.. WITH reckless abandon? Do you mean to say you're going to live it out... i.e. become a pseudo religious fanatic who does not actually live strictly by the laws laid down by whatever religion you claim to be following, but rather just use it in perverted and superficial ways to condescend people and support your pre-existing biases and prejudices? I'm confused Squatcheroo... I'm confused I tells ye!
But I'm with Krumby... with you, it's always good.

Right... it's Wednesday. Where's my Sexkitten fix?

ben link

11/30/2009 11:09am

Very good Jordan. I had to be doing a few other things at the time, but I couldnt draw myself away, so I kept on reading. I liked it very much, characters had depth and the story was very real. 10 stars out of 5.

krumbine

11/30/2009 11:32am

@Lupine: I must emphatically concur with your assessment on the solution to dealing with that special family member. Fortunately, in this instance, such drastic measures have worn my sense of empathy down to a point of non-existence. At this point, anything can be said and done and there won't be an iota of love lost between brothers. As always, however, my concern of how his actions affect my mother and sister run deep and your comments regarding hope and faith hit the nail on the head in this regard. That you would take the time to read this story and that you would see the beauty in the muck and manure of this representation of life ... these details don't go unappreciated.

@Ben: Many thanks for taking the time to read the story ... you have my sincerest gratitude. I'm glad it drew you in as such and hope it lingers in your head, as it has mine, and provided interesting food for thought.

Spazzy McSpazatron link

12/03/2009 9:38pm

So good I was forced to create and upload a review video complete with link despite having promised I wouldn't make another video until January.

Fuck you Krumbine xD

Christopher LeBrane

08/04/2010 10:24am

Kinda late...but better late than never (kinda my calling card, right?)

This was a VERY good read. I even got a little teary at points. You are by far one of the most talented people that I know, and I am glad to be in good company with you!

Much love to the homie!

Chris.

krumbine

08/04/2010 12:23pm

I never even think about it as being late! And I'm glad you liked it .... apparently, if it's not a script, a story has to be personal in order to be good.

Christopher LeBrane

08/04/2010 2:29pm

You are welcome. Great story!

I don't know if it necessarily be personal to be good. I just think the way you tackled it (albeit a personal situation), but it was in the writing and the way you presented it. You got good storytelling skills, my brotha!