I swear, it's just fire! Monochrome fire!
I kind of think the honeycomb/lotus pod thing is freaky, especially close-up. I wouldn't call my reaction phobic, though. Just "Ew, too many holes!"
Anyway, I clicked your monochrome fire link, and I wonder if somehow the texture made a pattern that got too close to honeycombing?
I do have to say the "lotus boob" thing does really bother me, but not to phobia levels.
The fires scare me- I am glad I live in blizzard/ice storm country and not fire country.
"Ew, too many holes!"
When I try and fake it, it hinges on worms coming out of all the holes. But that's about potential worms...I don't know if it's the same thing.
I guess leaking pus would work too, if it's the right colour.
Oh, god, if it was pulsating and seeping...and moist!
Good god, what exactly is my motivation here?
I can't do IO9 today. Everything is too difficult, and today is too difficult offline. My god, the freakouts. I'm so fucking old, man. They're all "We'll make a lifeboat! It'll be just like before!" Don't flatter yourself, kids. That community can't actually survive and thrive without the content around which it now accumulates. I can't always say when they can, but I'm pretty sure of myself when I point out ones that can't.
Because I'm old. And battered.
I don't see how that faming z would trigger the phobia, but then again I don't share it so not really working from a place of understanding it viscerally in the first place. (Except for the skin-dwelling frog babies. Freaking at the sight of THAT I get all too well...)
I am weirded out by saying Colbert is doing better arouse-face here: [link] , but maybe this has to do with my singlehood? Is that what it's supposed to look like? Because I may have been confusing some cues...
When I try and visualise the chick with the spermatophores in her mouth, I think I'm working with a lotus podlike visual. And I guess I got my worms.
I think today is garlic fries.
OMG you guys are killing me!
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I am trying to think if I currently have any real phobias. When I was young (up through my teenage years, actually), I was screaming and crying afraid of thunderstorms, teeter-totters, slides, amusementpark rides, ladders, russian hogweed, and any weird mutated animal or plant.
Now, I don't really encounter these things- but I can do ladders and thunderstorms. I don't LOVE ladders, and I like to be firmly planted on the ladder (unlike lighting technicians), and I am not at all afraid of thunderstorms.
I don't care for bridges, but I am able to walk over them. I really don't care for grated bridges, and have to force myself. I guess the only real thing is that I cannot ride a bicycle over a bridge, I have to walk it. I would say that my fear of falling on a bicycle isn't really unfounded, though.
I feel like I need to create an Internet Tropes Wiki, and call pseudicide "Pulling a Fast Eddie."
oh, let's!
Sophia, screaming fits over Russian Hogweed? I did not even know what that was.
I find us fascinating.
I feel like I need to create an Internet Tropes Wiki, and call pseudicide "Pulling a Fast Eddie."
If you do this I will buy you a cake.