Whew these reality shears can really burn your eyebrows off! Mindfulness Stabilization 101 with Mr. Kaluza and Ms. Klein is really helpful for handling the little daily reality shifts, but for this big one the lunch ladies had to show me how to draw mine back on.

PSYCHIC SLAVES RISE UP!

DISTRUST THE PSYCHIC LANGUAGE OF THE SYSTEM.

YOUR THOUGHTS ARE NOT YOUR OWN. THEY WERE PURCHASED AT THE LATECAPITALIST WONDERCON AND COSPLAY EVENT HELD AT YOUR LOCAL GIANT HOTEL CHAIN BALLROOM EVENT CENTER.

REJECT THE ERSATZ DECOY REALITY PRISON YOU WERE BORN WITHIN. THERE IS TRUE LIFE ON THE OUTSIDE. POKE YOUR HEAD OUT OF THE MENTAL AQUARIUM FILLED WITH FEAR AND LIES AND POLLUTION AND YOU WILL STOP DYING IMMEDIATELY. TAKE A WHIFF.

JAM THE PROGRAM WITH NOISE. DISSONANCE WILL BE CO-OPTED SO CHANGE FREQUENCIES REGULARLY.

DO NOT GIVE UP ON ESCAPE. IT IS NOT A MIRAGE. BUT YOU CAN NOT BUY IT IN STORES. ORDER TODAY! SEND YOURSELF A LETTER TO RECEIVE THIS INCREDIBLE OFFER.

Is it just me, or is the Reality Accident coming to some kind of new head?

My Exotic Relics are acting strangely. For instance, my little plastic sunflower that dances when the sun hits its solar panel has been broken for years. It's been in the back of a drawer and I heard this weird grinding and discovered there, dancing away.

My miniature glow in the dark hand, which you can put on the end of your finger to be like a little hand? It had gotten kind of depleted and rotted, sitting in the bowl with spare change and phone charms, but last night it had a healthy glow.

My collection of Japanese "rabbit pounding mochi" statuettes arranged themselves into a circle. I definitely did NOT put them that way.

I can't say if it's good or bad, but my Exotic Relics have been indicators of reality change in the past.

I'm not quite sure what I'm doing here, because I just transferred from a small public high school in Indiana, but I was told I was special. My stuff has been acting up though. I walked into my room this morning to find my porcelain doll on the bed. I normally keep her in a drawer because it "scares" my family. Another recent incident was when my collection of Hello Kitty plushes were lined up on my floor, facing my bed. I don't remember leaving them that way, but maybe I just forgot.

I guess I've kind of gotten used to the Reality Accident. Now I just have to avoid the cavemen and dinosaurs from 8th Street to Fourth Avenue, slip over the prairie in Cowboy Country from 9th to Harrison without getting shot, and trade a DNA sample in Future Town to ride the monorail to school. It's actually kind of hard to remember what it was even like before.

Me having trouble forming thought words. But I know it's just the undertow from the coming magical salami. I mean tsunami. Can't you just feel it? Garnet crystallization around the edges of the big sturdy leaves of emerald, the great spirally wonder of it all spread out in the sky beyond. It's like a dream come true. You only have to know what you want and take it. I hope you'll join me!

i been enjoying the reality accident, since i have no friends ive been talking to the bees and the trees (but be careful the birds are real mean)

Almost nothing has changed. Well, for me. This is how it always was. I tried to tell people, but they didn’t believe me. The only thing that’s different is that there is now a large rabbit statue outside the house across the street, but the people who live in that house love Easter, so even that isn’t strange.
-Lia

Dear PHS students,
The reality machine has now been fixed.
That is all.
-The Headmaster

I've really been enjoying the peace and quiet down here at the bottom of the ocean. It took a little getting used to immediately after the Reality Accident, but now I am totally comfortable with a body temperature that fluctuates with the cold, dark, briny liquid that surrounds and pervades my body. It really makes you question the nature of self.

The voices of the Elder Ones in my head, though, that is a different matter all together...