#bad bed

[berrywoof]

Trowelhands

Sketch commission for my good friend, Trowelhands, featuring my big footie Posted using PostyBirb

[scottiestoybox]

Our bed!

About 4 or five years ago the mattress in our bedroom was totally destroyed.  It was way beyond the use life.  I am serious while both of us were much heavier than while my side had a big hole where my body was his side had given up and was trying to run away.  He had no side wall of the mattress and was trying not to fall on the floor.  One night I got so upset I demanded an end to the bullshit…

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[rainbowxfmuses]

//Staying at a hostel in Chicago. I walked a very long way today and I’m tired and sore, but this bunk bed is not nice, and I can’t nap.

[the-eternal-captain-harlock]

[tomansky]

Hypnagogic experiences

With this sketch in truth I just want to tell you something, a story about what happened to me tonight. Not only happened tonight unfortunately. I hope you forgive my not very good english. 

I am a guy subjected to a very disturbing noise, which I would not even call disorder because it is actually a phenomenon that brings in a few minutes more real emotions and feelings of how many the reality itself does . Every  morning after that, I wake up in a state of shok because  it is a war against myself, that I can fight only with the help of rationality, will, patience..and that  leaves me lifeless everytime. The first time that happened to me was the most terrible day of my life lived until now.

It happens almost suddenly, you wake up, but you notice that something is wrong, you move around and try to get out of the cursed bed but soon you realize that you cannot do anything, the force of gravity has become invincible. You spend moments that seem minutes, or maybe are minutes? You are there, paralyzed, as if you had forgotten how to move, you feel like you have contracted the hand of at least a small mm but not so. No, you're like a capsized bedbug . The voice chokes in the throat, as you want to cry out, and the only joy you can have is to beat an eyelash, maybe. The mind is awake and the body  is not. You like Stephen Hawking!.

As soon as you let go yourself to defeat you can hear a terrifying silence, and have a perception of space in the body much longer than normal, as if nerve cells so far asleep are just woke up. You can move mentally, but not physically.

At this point I knew that the worst part of the night was about to start. in fact I was waiting a pair of red eyes sprout from the corner of the room, an invisible presence to tear my body still and hold me in his hands in mid-air over the bed. Or perhaps any other Hallucinations whose  visual, tactile or audutive reality could nullify all my scientific rationality. Panic attack, in which fear feeds itself.

I usually used to pray hard., but This time I wanted immediately  to throw myself  to the first monster  to be eat .

 Like viruses, fears evolve so that you do not ever get used to the same phenomenon. The evil part of my brain that submits me to all this would not escape the benefit of the doubt. And therefore nothing appeared to be where I expected. But I felt the incumbency of something scary, wanted to focus on the body to unblock  it and so I felt a particular energy begin to vibrate in the back of my head..as if it was electricity, and I tried to take it over and make it in my will.

Meanwhile I began to hear the first hallucinations. myriads of car alarms sounded outside the home.  Are they true? Or not? Or what is really happening?. I was able to focus that energy which I can easily describe in this way; a thrill that go down along the back but instead remains there still, and quickly increases like an orgasm. One thing a lot like an adrenaline rush. Arrived at the peak I felt to control this force and let  it go down along the body. I have it all in the hands, so I was happy at the time, I felt like a god, maybe I was ready to give up all my beliefs and to launch a wave of energy. But this is not the game, maybe I watched too many cartoons…so,  hands were burning and  I am convinced that they were very hot or even the nervous way were ecstatic. I tried to help me with my '' mental hands '' to defend from hallucinations, and drive away this invisible evil presence that disturbs me. (But really I think that these two things; hallucinations and electrical discharge were on two different floors). I began to hear about a child in my head, then two, three, then screams, then terror, unbelievable fear. For a few minutes. Who are these children? That perhaps they  are real and I am able to hear them?! No, the important is  to follow the rationality, and if you experience  something like that you also need to do the same thing. The reality seems less real than what you see during hypnagogic hallucination. But you do not give up, you will be exhausted when it will all end. So the screams slowly have weakened.

as I try to run away from the infernal  bed  I repurchased my body without having different stages of sleep. it happens directly, as if you unblock a switch. And you are there, already awake, always awake  lying on the bed, bleached, cold sweaty but  glad it's all over. Thank goodness, is the only word that comes to mind. Often I happen to imagine next to my bed a figure of salvation, someone who is at home with me, and I unnecessarily do everything to make me wake up. . Only once I managed to wake me from a friend who was sleeping in the same room. I tried to scream his name and he woke up hearing my suffocated complaints. just shook me I started screaming, '' thank you thank you thank you’’!!! I don't know how it will go on, because every time it's getting worse.

[metal-kirsty]

I don't think I can put up with this mattress for much longer.

[janelledarling]

My back is about to break from this whole terrible bed no support thing . I can feel my disc slipping with each passing moment .