The Phineas and Ferb TheoryHere it is, the Phineas and Ferb Theory:The Phineas and Ferb Theory3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The events taking place in the show are all the delusions of a group of kids in a children's psychiatric facility.
That's why the parents never see anything and why everything is so easy to do in that world. In reality, Phineas and Ferb's inventions are made of toys. The reason nobody ever gets hurt on anything is because (since they're locked up) the toys their inventions are made from are childproof to prevent their use as a weapon. The reason they "disappear" at the end of every day around the same time is because they have scheduled time to play with them.
The reason the parents go away so often during the episodes is because, while they visit as often as possible, they aren't allowed to be with their children all day. The kid's minds make the grocery excuse to explain why the adults are so often absent.
Phineas is Schitzophrenic and detached from reality. He's so happy all the time because of the mood stabilizer's he has to ta
[Theory #1] Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends[Theory #1] Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
My Foster's Home Theory:
Why does Mac have an Imaginary friend in the first place? Why does his bother bully him? His mother is never around. Where is his mother? Where and who is his father? The lady you think is his mother at the beginning of the show...who could she be? Where does the rest of those imaginary friends come from?
There is one theory that Its all in Frankie's mind and that she has autism...living in her own world. I think It's opposite.
Mac is actually an orphan. His mother was never around, that's why the imaginary friend, Bloo was needed, to keep him company. His biological mother protected Mac the most because he was too young to defend himself. The reason why his biological mother isn't around and his Father was never mentioned in the show is because his mother murdered the father for torturing her two boys and was charged with Voluntary manslaughter and sentenced to life in prison. The reason for Terrance's constant bullying is tha
HypnosisHypnosis by MeHypnosis5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Don't cry out.
Don't fight back.
I am here.
It doesn't hurt.
Just count with me...
...5, 4, 3, 2, 1...
Are you awake?
In my power,
come to me, my dear.
I am here to make it alright. <i>
C.L.E.F.A.I.R.YThere is one specific event that I will never forget, though I wish I could. An experience that is forever burned into my very soul, which I still remember as clearly as if it happened yesterday. What happened on that day, you ask? Something strong enough to change my best friend from a happy and enthousiast young boy into an absent, silent child unable to care for himself.C.L.E.F.A.I.R.Y4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
His name was Joey. We'd known each other at an incredibly young age when our mothers would bring us at the local playground. Being the same age, we quickly became friends. That friendship grew even stronger as we started going to school and, living in a small village, often found ourselves in the same class. We played alot together, nearly every night after school, actually. We shared just about everything, and loved to go on adventure in the woods behind my house, pretending we were knights fighting dragons, cowboys and whatnot. We even had our secret base out there. It wasn't much; just an old abandoned small hous
HypnosisLook into my eyesHypnosis3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
let yourself sink deep within them
until to all else, you are blind
Let go of all your doubts
let your fears be at rest
and leave your thoughts and senses behind.
I can show you colors
colors that move and dance
colors that can take away the pain
The pain of the soul is healed
the pain of longing, banished
washed away, like whispers in the rain.
Here, all is calm,
there is silence, there is peace
a sweetness that is heavy and deep
It whispers, it beckons
it entices you further
into the soft bliss of fathomless sleep.
Now just relax
and give yourself over
to tranquility, white emptiness, repose
The world has darkened
and you are lost in your dreams
because now your eyes have closed.
bad EGGBack when Pokémon Gold and Silver versions came out, many players went on the hunt for bugs and glitches. The first glitches to be tried were those known from the first generation, notably the item and pokemon cloning tricks, wild missingno encounters, and pokemons above lvl.100. We had also heard rumors about shinies and the pokerus, but no one really knew what they really were nor if they were even real. It took quite a while before someone could confirm the existance of these 2 things, for they were so rare that even I, in over than 12 years of playing, never encountered them outside of trading with a friend who had pokemons infected with the pokevirus...bad EGG3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Numerous threads on forums had been made about possible theories on what exactly the pokevirus could do if your pokemons caught it, other people were debating on wether or not shinies existed outside of the red gyarados. Some people also discussed about the possible purpose of the GS ball or the strange shrine at Ilex Forest,
The Boar and The SwanThe Boar and The Swan3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
The boar was intense, the boar was unrefined.
It ran, it fought, it was hard and true.
But it stuck to it's heart, never changed it's mind.
Always set on the same thing, tender through and through.
The swan was gentle, the swan was small.
It flew, it swam, it was kind and meek.
But it was nervous and scared, not feeling whole at all.
Always the fill for the gap in it's heart it would seek.
The boar set it's mind to a journey, long and hard.
It searched a lifetime, turning over stones of fools gold.
It was worried and doubting, but not at all scarred.
Never giving up on the brilliance it would soon behold.
The swan flew through life, gently swimming on through.
It silently and unknowingly foraged for what it needed.
There were bumps and storms, that failed to block it's view.
Never letting up on it's chase until it succeeded.
The boar came from the west, the swan came from the east.
Both reached an unseen greet, and attractions became one.
The two were so different, yet, the love in the