#apophany

[schizoposts]

src (not mine)

[radhaika]

Apophany

In the quaint garden borders of my jungle mind I formulate days and ways It is a meticulous mission to come to some sense of satisfaction And I ignore the discordant brass band that marches in dizzying circles amidst the humid heat of intrusive thoughts and instinctual desires Conscious desires are honed, pared down And what is known is whittled to a bold question mark with a blaring red siren for a top-hat Witnesses have described the cacophany as they charter the rocky territory Of warped logic that has been incorrectly calibrated for an age Passions are doused with lighter fluid and around the fire I howl with a false bravado That is a poorly disguised reverberation of mourning

[kittysneezes]

It's Apophany O'Clock at Kittysneezes! Christopher Sloce is back with a look at the Backrooms and how we're ultimately doomed to seeing the Jeff the Killer Cinematic Universe.

APOPHANY #19: SLENDERMANSION CINEMATIC UNIVERSE - Kittysneezes

The stories that scared you when you were 12 are now coming to the multiplex.

[kittysneezes]

APOPHANY #18: A YEAR OF APOPHANIES - Kittysneezes

One year of the column with difficulties included.

New today at Kittysneezes! We celebrate a year of Christopher Sloce's Apophany column! Hooray!! Time to eat the cake!

[himboholhorse-moving]

apophany

  been seeing this bright-ass star/light in the sky...

I think it is miss venus?!? I’m pretty sure she’s been the one hanging out w the moon lately and she’s VERY bright

YEAH I’ve read it’s Miss Venus except I’ve been seeing her since mid-March and everyone is like “Oh you’ll see her in April!” like I Have Been Seeing This Very Beautiful Woman For Awhile Now

[notsoterriblymisanthropic]

It’s no surprise, really. The hare was never the point. Or rather, the hare itself was not the point; as one seeker from Texas wrote, “Where would I ever wear such a thing anyway? What would the cashiers say about me after I left K Mart or Safeway?” The point was finding—finding the connection, finding the pattern, finding the clue that makes it all fall into place. Finding the explanation that forces chaos to cohere into meaning, that staves off nihilism for one more day. The addictive thrill of apophany. For one person, the treasure of Masquerade was a piece of gold. For hundreds of thousands of others, the treasure was meaning—the belief that, for a little while, within specific boundaries, everything could make sense. And while the hare could only be found in one place, meaning can be found in many. You’ll probably have to put it there yourself, of course, but then again, that’s easy. That’s what we do.

Jess Zimmerman, ‘This Goes All the Way to the Queen’: The Puzzle Book that Drove England to Madness