Strange things we have around us, no one see’s.


 
We used a high frequency signal camera to make the box appear in this photo

There is an ongoing debate around my home involving things that I know exist but my kids deny it completely.  Now I know for certain that these things are out there in the world but convincing kids of this is impossible without physical proof.  For example, The Mime Box.  I have been talking about the Mime Box for close to 20 years now. I was recently reminded of it but had never seen anything on the TV or the news about it so apparently whoever has been giving away my secrets didn’t know about this one, or didn’t think it was good enough.

There are two ways of getting yourself a Mime box, well three but one is just wrong, ok four but two are just wrong.  First is to have an artist paint a mime inside his box and then cut it out.  Fold it up like you would origami and you have it.  Be careful though you don’t want to have the mime still in the box of the picture or things could get nasty. Second is to become a Mime and just wait till you are issued your own box.  This is not a good plan since it takes years to reach your full potential and receive your graduation box. The final two are somewhat Evil.  You can race up behind a Mime while he or she is performing and  gun the box to the floor.  Eventually the trapped Mime will expire then just use a claw hammer to recover your new box..  The final option is to create your Own mind mime box, yes Mind Mime.  You create an invisible box cutting off another person from any interpersonal contact making them feel trapped and unable to ask for help.  This box is only usable on a specific individual and can’t be moved to another since it relies  on the victims own spirit to maintain the box.

Harvey shown in background

I think we have time to go over at least one more invisible item.  Although perhaps item is the wrong word. Your imaginary friends.  I say yours because I don’t have one anymore, he passed away a few years ago a victim of some cruel things done to my psyche by a loved one.  Sadly my imaginary friend took the brunt of the attack, he died from his wounds surrounded by his friends and family, the voices in my head.  I did recover for the most part since my friend protected me while I of course lost some part of myself it was only the best part so no worries.  Imaginary friends are always there through childhood and later in life too.  You can’t see them anymore since they hide once your to grown up to appreciate them anymore.  Sometimes they disguise themselves as one of the voices in your head so they can at least still be around you.  So far as getting a new imaginary friend, that’s hard.  Here are a few ways you can manage it if you really want to.  First you can create a friend from one of the voices in your head.  This has a small likelihood of success but only because they already have personalities of their own and are rather set in their ways.  You can also just start talking to a fake imaginary friend until a stray Imaginary friend notices and takes the job.  The problem with that is sometimes the stray was fired from another imaginary friend job and, well lets just say its usually for good reason see Poltergeist and the Exorcist  for decent examples of stray imaginary friends misbehaving read the books, the movies aren’t accurate.   So that’s it.

Well I hope you found this informative! 🙂

 

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