Recently, I talked about how there are times when I feel like an alien being. There are also times, though, when I feel like a ghost instead. Then again, maybe I am both simultaneously- a Space Ghost -and what aspects of my nature that I embrace really just depends on what my mood is at the time.
An alien is something that is totally inhuman and disconnected from our society’s idea of normal. A ghost, on the other hand, is something that used to be human, used to belong, but is now just a memory, a broken reflection, a faded photograph. Ghosts are not meant to be there; they should not exist at all because their presence disturbs and offends reality. What was once natural becomes supernatural through this unearthly schism between the accepted and the unacceptable. And so, we must be content to wait, watch, and listen.
Am I the Ghost Boy or the Ghost Girl? Or does it even matter after you’ve died? It all becomes so indistinct, so very faint and blurry after death. All I know is that I am a skinny little waif child, a phantom of flesh. I am a wight. I am the ghost. A wraith of space, the tiniest speck of beyond, an apparition from behind the curtain.
I have said before that I feel invisible, and, whether they like it or not, invisibility is an ability that ghosts cannot help but possess. There are times when others can see us, but only when and if they want to. Everybody else makes a subconscious choice to ignore us. We are hardly ever seen and almost never heard. The most we can make is a whisper in another’s ear. There is so very little that a ghost can influence.
Ghosts long to be touched, but are rarely embraced.
Sometimes I feel like a ghost, like everyone sees through me. I like the idea of being both ghost and alien. This is kind of a spoiler but in Final Fantasy the spirits within the main character realises the alien threat is actually the ghosts of the long dead aliens.
The only thing more unfamiliar than an alien is a dead alien.
also when i was younger i used to pretend i could send my spirit out of my body to hug my boyfriend at night. or was it really pretend…
Please write a story about that. Pleeeease! If you don’t, I’m stealing it from you. xD
I wish I could give ghosts hugs. T.T So many probably need them, and remedial therapy. That’s what DreamWork’s Hotel Transylvania is for…
I heard about that film. I’m kind of interested in seeing it. 😀
ME TOO. The dad is adorable. Poor human boyfriend.