Showing posts with label Night. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Night. Show all posts

Thursday, January 31, 2013

A Short Story Brought on by Insomnia

Why do we sleep at night? Most people will tell it's so that our bodies can recover from the day's activities, so that our minds can sort through everything from the day.

But they're wrong.

Have you ever wondered why dogs bark at shadows at night?

Sure, sometimes they're barking at stray cats, possums, would be burglars etc etc. but most of the time they're reacting to the strange goings on around them.

Night is a time of strange things. A time when inter dimensional travelling bunnies visit Earth and take notes and further their plans of their future invasion.

A time when, if you look closely enough, holes in the fabric of time open up, and we can witness history taking place around us. Some people who witness this believe they have seen a ghost or ghosts. This is because most of the time the hole in the fabric of time is small and weak, and colour cannot easily pass through it.

Sometimes a hole in space and time open up, and it is possible for a person to see a completely different world. But this is rare, and people will usually just believe it is a dream.

Night is a time when the insects build civilisations, only to have a new one takes its place. Daylight burns these civilisations, and the insects retreat back and hope that night will again fall so that they can start rebuilding again.

The inter dimensional travelling bunnies have noted this. They spend a lot of time watching the rise and fall of countless insect civilisations, trying to work out a way to use it to their advantage.

Night is a time when things so bizarre that our minds can't handle it happen. That is why, long ago, our ancestors made a pact with a powerful being so that we would sleep at night and the bizarre things would go on unnoticed by us.

That was long ago, the pact long forgotten.

Monday, October 3, 2011

Early Morning Bird Chatter

Why do birds feel the need to chat so much and so loudly in the mornings?

It's almost as if they feel the need to make up for the almost complete lack of chatting during the night hours. Yes, they even continue to chat at night! Just not so much or as loudly as they do the rest of the time.

Maybe it's because they have so many hours of gossip to catch up on and share.

"I say, did you hear about Miss Magpie?"
"No. What happened with Miss Magpie?"
"It's quite the scandal, you know."
"I never!"
"No!"

That could well be the reason why the chat so much more at dawn than any other time of the day.

Then there's also the fact that the could be just be gathering information about the latest turf wars and who's involved.

"The magpies and crows are going to be going at it at lunch today in the park!"

That way anyone who wants to go and watch or join in (if they wish) or simply just avoid the whole area where the fight is going to happen.

Of course, they could always just be sharing information in preperation for their final big attack on humanity.

But that's best not thought about.

Friday, September 30, 2011

Ballarat at Night and Who Owns the Streets.

One thing about Ballarat during the day is that there's many a cop car cruising around town. It's almost impossible to traverse Ballarat without seeing at least one cop car somewhere.

It's very obvious that the cops own the streets of Ballarat.

At least that's the case during the daylight hours.

It's a very different story once night has fallen.

After last night's little sojourn to Gravy Spot, I can't help but think that the cops don't even bother trying to pretend that they own the streets during the night.

There's nary a sight of a cop car.

Once the sun goes down, the streets of Ballarat are anyone's for the taking. And apparently the only people who seem to have taken them are party revellers ... and quite possibly Gravy Spot, since it is the late night place to get food from in Ballarat ... and they very possibly put mind control stuff in the food to get people to keep coming back for more.

It's weird that no one has actually gone out of their way to actually claim the streets of Ballarat after nightfall. The only reason why the revellers own the streets at the moment is simply because of the merit of being the only people walking them.

And since no one has actually claimed the night time streets of Ballarat, I believe I shall claim them. I'll plant my flag of triumph tonight!