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Friday, November 14, 2008
Saturday Hunt - Lacuna
When you go up in an elevator, what do you see in the gap between the doors? What is in the gap between the elevator and the walls you are whizzing past? You can't stop when you want, only when it wants you to...
Those are the creases and gaps where you can see a sliver of nothingness. Between dimensions. The spaces between the fractions.
This reminds me of a story I heard at work from a guy who used to work for an insurance company. He said that there was a certain staffer or staffers who were taking claim forms and slipping through the gap between the floor of the elevator and the floor when the elevator door opens. Had been doing that for years. When the elevator finally needed servicing, all of these claim forms were found. Crazy.
And in horror movies, the elevators usually malfunction and stop between the floors where the soon-to-be victims try to pry open the doors and that's when whatever is hunting them attacks - through the lacuna.
That is some fine lacuna. I wouldn't say I'm phobic or anything, but I'm not all that crazy about elevators and the lacuna that surrounds them. By the way, K_sra tagged you for next week!
Bobby - I like the idea of spaces between the fractions... cool... And I've been tempted to drop things down the gap, but never did it. Now I know what happens.
Tara, thanks! You are indeed a horror movie buff, aren't you?
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11 comments:
Good shot.. I don't have anything for the hunt today..
Hmmmmmmmmm.......
Those are the creases and gaps where you can see a sliver of nothingness. Between dimensions. The spaces between the fractions.
This reminds me of a story I heard at work from a guy who used to work for an insurance company. He said that there was a certain staffer or staffers who were taking claim forms and slipping through the gap between the floor of the elevator and the floor when the elevator door opens. Had been doing that for years. When the elevator finally needed servicing, all of these claim forms were found. Crazy.
And in horror movies, the elevators usually malfunction and stop between the floors where the soon-to-be victims try to pry open the doors and that's when whatever is hunting them attacks - through the lacuna.
Great example, I like the shine of the doors.
That is some fine lacuna. I wouldn't say I'm phobic or anything, but I'm not all that crazy about elevators and the lacuna that surrounds them.
By the way, K_sra tagged you for next week!
Aw, sorry MRs... And thank you.
Mel, are you chanting?
Bobby - I like the idea of spaces between the fractions... cool...
And I've been tempted to drop things down the gap, but never did it. Now I know what happens.
Tara, thanks! You are indeed a horror movie buff, aren't you?
Laura, thanks!
The college dorm elevators could be stopped by prying open the inner doors. We had a lot of fun with that....
Nice take on the word. I'm actually looking at everyone else's LACUNA, to get an idea for mine.
all i do is jump when im going down testing the laws of physics
Sorry, I have been buried at work
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