Tuesday, April 28, 2015

[4/28/15] Going Back

You're all likely to think I'm crazy for this, but I'm just going to go ahead and say it.

I need to go back to the trail.

I've spent the last few days researching, if you can call it that. It's not like there are peer-reviewed journals talking about whatever the hell I'm dealing with here and how to get rid of it. I don't even know what the goddamned thing is called.

I've found some cryptozoology websites that talk about things that sound kind of similar. Really, though, the most useful resource for me was a collection of websites dedicated to mythology and legends from around the world. In particular, various Native American legends kind of seem to fit. Nothing checked all the boxes of what I've been experiencing, but I'm honestly not sure what's been a part of this thing screwing with me and what's just been in my head. There's enough out there though that, if I think about some of the legends as incomplete parts of the same picture, I can kind of start to piece it together.

I know, researching paranormal creatures on the internet sounds like a great way to find a bunch of shit that people have made up, but I honestly have no where else to turn. Something is clearly going on, and I either work with the resources I have, or I stop trying to put up a fight.

Like I said, I don't know what it's called. Even the legends that have specific names often mention that the given name is only an English name for it, and that the original Native American name is never spoken for fear of attracting the thing. There's also a lot of different ideas about what things like this want, but none of them are particularly reassuring. I'm going to assume the worst.

There was only one story I could find about any of the creatures I've been researching that explained how to get rid of it. The creature the legend dealt with is a malevolent nature spirit. You piss it off by entering its domain, and then it treats you as a threat until... well, until it ensures that you're not. The legends didn't talk about the smell, the whispers, or the event from a few nights ago, but the physical description is mostly the same, and it's the only thing I have to go off of, so hopefully it'll do.

The spirit is linked to a tree or a grove of trees. It protects it, or it's born from it, depending on what source you're following. And if you burn down its tree, it ceases to exist. I don't know if it 'dies' or if this thing can even die, but this is the only option I've got. I have to go back, find its tree, and burn it down.

I have gasoline and a lighter. I can do it. I'm just not sure how it's going to react to me trying.

But I have to try. Before I head out, I wanted to put this up, just so any of you who are still reading can know what's going on. I don't know if I'll be able to update the blog again after this, but I wanted to let you know what was happening.

I also wanted to say thank you. I know I don't know any of you, and I know none of you have really interacted with me, but I think this blog has helped me. Honestly, I do. I think it's let me get my feelings out, acting as a sort of silent therapist for me. It's kept me sane, and for that I'm thankful.

See you next time, I hope.

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