I touched a spiral bulb to my plasma lightning lamp that shines using four triple A batteries. I was amazed that it glowed brightly. The lamp must be transferring energy to the light bulb. I will try and find out if it effects any other bulbs?
Yes I’m playing with images again. This result seems almost like a sepia victorian image. The image is mirrored four times. Streetlights glow orange in the semi darkness. Because the snow had only just fallen all the twigs and branches were covered in a frosting of snow. Like it has been sprinkled from a sugar sifter. Castor sugar, not icing. It also looks like brocade or lacework. The contrasting lights and darks give it an antique feel. It’s surprising what you can make of a tatty photo of a snowy garden.
Flag in grass
Filigree of leaves
A spidery web of filaments.
Crumpled and dying
Leaving the world
With less colour
Seed head to come
Holding yellow inside it
Hoping to grow
I thought I saw him through the window. A man glowing all different colours, but I looked again and it was a pretty scarf hanging on my neighbours washing line.
Later, I went out to feed the stray cat, and saw something from the corner of my eye, but it was a reflection of the sky in the pond.
I went back inside wondering what was happening, was I hallucinating? The sun was setting and glimmers of light from the crystal in the window seemed to be coalescing… A figure shaped like a man, grew from the glimmers. He spoke no words but reached out towards me. I ran into the kitchen, slamming the door behind me, but soon his head and a hand protruded through the door.
I ran out into the garden. Dark was falling, the figure followed. Glowing brightly now, it quickly moved out across the ground. I felt dreadful fear. It reached out and touched my hand, and instantly I froze. Now it drifted around, and… into me! I felt its presence inside my mind. Then I knew it was too late… Tomorrow, I tell you, they are coming for you……