Wednesday, October 31, 2018

The Ouija Pen

I have to get in the computer, I don’t know how, but there has got to be a way. The world has changed too much; I cannot survive as I always have anymore. Clearly, the computer is the only answer. Once, there was no shortage of people who could lend me a hand, whenever one was done with me the next swooped right in and picked me up. But now everyone is on the computer instead. Clearly, that is also where I need to be, but how do I get there? I mean, I have gone through changes before, I have adapted and attuned to the world around me, but this would be my biggest adjustment yet. From physical, in person work to digital I guess, and also there is something called the internet? I don’t know, but I have to figure it out.

So here I am, sitting on this desk, in this dusty cup shoved back in the corner, right behind the computer actually. I mean I can see it, it is right there, so how do I get in? Ugh, I feel defeated. I have the ability to connect with other dimensions and the beings that reside there, but I cannot figure out this freaking new technology. It used to be people could just grab me and hold me in their little hand. My slight ethereal glow, unnoticeable by the naked eye, was a lure for their unsuspecting subconscious. It drew them to me. They would pick me up, and instead of composing a term paper, or an essay, or a note to their lover, they would be unwittingly connecting with the third realm, bringing forth demons and spirits, and whatever else had paid me to be relocated from that other dimension and into this one. I never asked why these otherworldly beings wanted to come here, I am sure they have their reasons, and really it is not a concern of mine as long as I get paid, but now that people don’t use pens anymore, I can no longer make a living. The lifestyle I have become accustomed to is suffering. So what is a Ouija pen supposed to do? It is clear; I need to go where the people are. They are the catalyst, I need them, so I have to meet them in their new world. I have to get into that damn computer.

Okay, so here is the plan, I think I have finally got it. You see, since I am a conduit between two worlds, that unearthly dimension and this other, well, earthly one, I may be able to use my power to bridge the dimensions to relocate myself into the computer. Just like when a person picks me up and I take over their body for a few minutes, just a few minutes, really, it is not as creepy as it sounds. Anyway, so I can take over their body for a few minutes just like I do to bring the ghosts and ghouls from that other dimension into this one, by forcing a person’s hand to write the incantation that brings the spirit forth, only this time that incantation will be focused on brining my spirit forth, from this pen that I have embodied for centuries, to that computer. It is the perfect solution, however now that I have thought of it, I am actually kind of sad. I guess I am just being nostalgic for this pen, I mean it is so beautiful, a work of art really, and I have been privileged to use it as a tool for my profession for so long. But the computer, it is a big ugly plastic box, not nearly as sexy as the pen, I will miss it, but I have got to do what I have got to do. The netherworld is counting on me; my bank account is counting on me.

I wonder how much longer I will have to wait to put this plan into fruition. I feel like I have been hanging out in this cup behind this computer forever now. Oh wait, here we go, finally, someone is reaching for me, they are picking me up, they are getting a piece of paper, its show time! 

fiat mirabilis spiritus ad hanc pervenisse sectam quae stylo transferri in computatrum ad nutum continue

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Oh yeah, it worked!

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