The Slender Man Movie
Published by Rev. L. under on 4:55 PM
The site has been dormant. I haven't heard from the others in awhile. I myself moved across the country and have had no experiences or even thoughts about him in awhile, but this... this could change things. I don't know if it could make them better or worse. A feature film could increase awareness too much, bring the story to too many idly curious who do not know the truth.
What truth?
Fiction is reality.
Reality is fiction.
It's only real if you believe in it. Remember that is the first rule. It's existence relies on the thoughtform not dissolving. Thought alone sustains it. It is a creature in kind with the Ludovician. It's home of loose pages and innocent photography, ones and zeroes of data.
Will this film further entrench it's dissolving existence here as more and more come to believe in it's fictional nature? Fiction is our armor, our defense. Belief in the fiction of the thing makes its fiction stronger, it's reality weaker.
But there is that chance isn't there? Some tiny chance that instead of reinforcing the fiction it plants that oh so tiny brainworm idea that maybe, just maybe in the dark recesses of our minds it can become a living thing. A malicious teasing beast who feeds best on terror only taking the meat when every last drop of fear is wrung out of it.
Plant enough of those worms, let enough of them grow, and it could bring us closer to its breast.
Money for safety.
Money for madness.
Let's bet.
What truth?
Fiction is reality.
Reality is fiction.
It's only real if you believe in it. Remember that is the first rule. It's existence relies on the thoughtform not dissolving. Thought alone sustains it. It is a creature in kind with the Ludovician. It's home of loose pages and innocent photography, ones and zeroes of data.
Will this film further entrench it's dissolving existence here as more and more come to believe in it's fictional nature? Fiction is our armor, our defense. Belief in the fiction of the thing makes its fiction stronger, it's reality weaker.
But there is that chance isn't there? Some tiny chance that instead of reinforcing the fiction it plants that oh so tiny brainworm idea that maybe, just maybe in the dark recesses of our minds it can become a living thing. A malicious teasing beast who feeds best on terror only taking the meat when every last drop of fear is wrung out of it.
Plant enough of those worms, let enough of them grow, and it could bring us closer to its breast.
Money for safety.
Money for madness.
Let's bet.