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Brett Plato and His Fears(C)2010, 10/26/2011 John Elliott Davis
"BRETT PLATO AND HIS FEARS"
Reservoir City, Missippi, 2005
My name is Bret Plato and I am a 20-year-old worry-wart from the suburbs with a fear that others don't seem to catch onto. My fear is the afterlife, mainly what happens to the human soul. When I was ten years old, I was traumatized by some of the things I heard in the Bible whenever my family took me to church. Psalm 9:17, Matthew 5:22... all that stuff had me lying awake at night as a kid, feeling nothing but empathy and fear for the souls of the damned.
As if that wasn't enough, I would go to school and at lunch time and recess, my classmates would talk about characters in movies and video games that could be capable of stealing human souls. I even heard about some strange movie about carnival freaks that steal human souls. From then on, I was afraid to go to any funhouses or anything else like that.
Think I'm crazy? My friend Jeffrey went to one of those places and then went missing. So
JD: Skyline in My Head(C) 2005, 10/26/2011 John Elliott Davis
DISCLAIMER: The following is a loosely fictionalized version of myself depicted for entertainment; please do not take this too seriously.
"JOHN'S DELIRIUM: SKYLINE IN MY HEAD"
Marsh City, Georgia, March 2005.
It's time for me to make the next step. The enchantment and success are calling my name, but not waiting for me. I need to get started on my creative work. I want the women of the world to check me out and give me the right to be smug.
I was listening in my bedroom to some pop music on the radio. These girl pop stars often talk about how money and beauty don't matter, but they all look so gorgeous and they'd have to have money in order to get where they are. When all of a sudden, I saw myself standing on one of the tall buildings at the waterfront of wodntown Marsh City. I was dressed in a suit and tie and I saw a Hollywood girl being kidnapped on a helicopter. I jumped across onto it, grabbing ahold of it and the next thing I knew, I was im
a dangerous hallucinationThe light coming through the window was bright,
much too bright.
Even though my eyes were closed
I could see it-
The skin of my arms prickled,
sweat dripped from my brow.
It was two in the afternoon but…
the sun was setting
through the window facing east.
I should have seen the hutch,
shelves lined with bone china
decorated with delicate leaves and vines.
I was so thirsty
and reaching for cups that should have been there.
Instead I found a billboard of butterflies,
the colors raging
more than any rainbow
I'd ever seen.
Their wings fluttered and flashed
yet somehow they moved in slow motion.
I wanted to stand,
wanted to reach out and touch them but…
I couldn't move,
and yet I laughed
ignoring my dry mouth
and the tingling in my feet.
There was a tempest
on the rise
and in my blood.
A sugar rush disguised
as a riot of butterflies
and they were swarming me.
There was a small vial
of insulin in my pocket
that I nev
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