Wouldn't it be funny...
June 15, 2014 at 5:02 am
(This post was last modified: June 15, 2014 at 5:04 am by rexbeccarox.)
I remember watching a movie when I was a kid... I don't remember what it was called, but my mom and I used to watch the Twilight Zone and scary movies on cable... I think on Friday nights, but I don't remember for sure.
Anyway, this one particular movie stands out. It was about a family who lived in a nice house with nice things. One day, they wake up, go through their usual routine, and then they can't leave the house. All available exits are closed off by mysterious metal walls. Then, they start over-heating. It just gets hotter and hotter, and (as my fuzzy memory recalls), they start melting. Then some weird slime starts invading their house. The twist at the end was that they were the family in a little girl's dollhouse, and her little brother boxed the dollhouse in, left it next to the heater, walked away, and meanwhile he had left a chocolate bar on top of or around the house: the slime. Basically, the little girl was their god, but the brother, when she wasn't looking, took control.
Whenever I think of a deistic god, I think of that movie, of which so many concepts are vivid to me, but I can't remember even its name. Wouldn't it be funny if it turned out we were all just some little girl's imaginary world and we're at the mercy of her stupid little brother?
Ok, yeah. I'm pretty stoned.
Also, I might have stuck this in the wrong forum. I wouldn't be offended if a mod wanted to move it somewhere more appropriate.
Anyway, this one particular movie stands out. It was about a family who lived in a nice house with nice things. One day, they wake up, go through their usual routine, and then they can't leave the house. All available exits are closed off by mysterious metal walls. Then, they start over-heating. It just gets hotter and hotter, and (as my fuzzy memory recalls), they start melting. Then some weird slime starts invading their house. The twist at the end was that they were the family in a little girl's dollhouse, and her little brother boxed the dollhouse in, left it next to the heater, walked away, and meanwhile he had left a chocolate bar on top of or around the house: the slime. Basically, the little girl was their god, but the brother, when she wasn't looking, took control.
Whenever I think of a deistic god, I think of that movie, of which so many concepts are vivid to me, but I can't remember even its name. Wouldn't it be funny if it turned out we were all just some little girl's imaginary world and we're at the mercy of her stupid little brother?
Ok, yeah. I'm pretty stoned.
Also, I might have stuck this in the wrong forum. I wouldn't be offended if a mod wanted to move it somewhere more appropriate.
