A seven percent grasp of the infinite. The universe may be limitless, but our senses are not. Just as the human eye sees but a small percentage of the cosmic wave spectrum, in the same way, most of us are only able to perceive a similar sliver of what we brazenly term “reality”, even with the use of all five of our scientifically acknowledged senses.
Shift that frequency a touch, nudge your perspective just a little off its center, and you, too, may enter the realm of the surreal: a place that in truth may be as near to you at the moment as the blind spot at your back...the shadowy underside of your desk...that strip of woods at the rear of your property that harbors dark terrors after sunset - hideous and unbelievable “figments of your imagination” that watch and giggle as you study them from your backyard with chilling toes while fighting the primal urge to bolt back to the perceived safety of your home.
Inspired by Twilight Zone, Outer Limits, Night Gallery, Tales from the Crypt, and plain old-fashioned campfire stories, this month-by-month account of people-supernatural relations spans its own sci-fi/fantasy/horror/comedy spectrum, touring the weird side of the cosmos while leaving the passengers comfy and unscathed in their listening chairs. Or at least that’s what the brochure says. Might want to make sure that chair is sturdy.
