FEAR
To Know Fear
“There are moments when, even to the sober eye of Reason, the world of our sad Humanity may assume the semblance of a Hell — but the imagination of man is no Carathis, to explore with impunity its every cavern. Alas! the grim legion of sepulchral terrors cannot be regarded as altogether fanciful — but, like the Demons in whose company Afrasiab made his voyage down the Oxus, they must sleep, or they will devour us — they must be suffered to slumber, or we perish.” Edgar Allan Poe
“Such is the nature of our fears. From the dawn of awakening of the human mind at birth, we perceive that which we call fear. Fear of loss, fear of abandonment, fear of hurt. Many are the names of fear. Though none seem so real as those which suffer the child – those childhood Fears. Some call them Night Terrors, brought about by feelings and insecurities. Many are created by percieved monsters under the bed or in the closet. But most important is that the childhood Fears occupie a special place in our minds and memories for the rest of our lives.” Dr. Tim McGuinness
For many fear can be an exhilerating experience, full of adventure. For others, the cause of hiding under the bed. Regardless of which extreme you fall into – scary movies and images can be fun.
It’s for this reason that we present ChildhoodFEAR.com A unique exploration into the imagery of horror, the supernaturer, and the just scary as hell!
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Trapped – Helpless And Out Of Control
In the confusion attending my fall, I did not immediately apprehend a somewhat startling circumstance , which yet, in a few seconds afterward, and while I still lay prostrate, arrested my attention. It was this: my chin rested upon the floor of the prison, but my lips, and the upper portion of my head, although seemingly at a less elevation than the chin, touched nothing. At the same time, my forehead seemed bathed in a clammy vapour, and the peculiar smell of decayed fungus arose to my nostrils. I put forward my arm, and shuddered to find that I had fallen at the very brink of a circular pit, whose extent of course I had no means of ascertaining at the moment. (more…)
Originally posted 2011-07-15 21:54:17. Republished by Blog Post Promoter
Dancing To The Tune Of Bleeding Hearts
It is a strange world, a sad world, a world full of miseries, and woes, and
troubles. And yet when King Laugh come, he make them
all dance to the tune he play. Bleeding hearts, and dry
bones of the churchyard, and tears that burn as they fall, all
dance together to the music that he make with that
smileless mouth of him. (more…)
Originally posted 2011-07-10 20:24:28. Republished by Blog Post Promoter
Absolute silence leads to sadness – it’s the image of death.
Originally posted 2011-07-22 07:41:56. Republished by Blog Post Promoter
When Your Bite Is Worse Than Your Bark
No man knows till he experiences it, what it is like to feel his own life-blood drawn away (more…)
Originally posted 2011-07-11 20:31:34. Republished by Blog Post Promoter
Nothing But A Walking Shadow
To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. (more…)
Originally posted 2011-07-18 20:33:59. Republished by Blog Post Promoter
Unbeing Dead Isn’t Being Alive
It is by no means an irrational fancy that, in a future existence, we shall look upon what we think our present existence, as a dream (more…)
Originally posted 2011-07-19 21:07:25. Republished by Blog Post Promoter
The Tyrrany Of The Advancing Red Death
THE “Red Death” had long devastated the country. No pestilence had ever been so fatal, or so hideous. Blood was its Avatar and its seal — the redness and the horror of blood. There were sharp pains, and sudden dizziness, and then profuse bleeding at the pores, with dissolution. The scarlet (more…)
Originally posted 2011-07-13 21:19:20. Republished by Blog Post Promoter
Eyes Opened To The Horrors Of The Unknown
Living is Easy with Eyes Closed. (more…)
Originally posted 2011-07-26 22:08:23. Republished by Blog Post Promoter
That Which Cannot Remain Silent
Originally posted 2011-07-23 07:50:31. Republished by Blog Post Promoter
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