Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-35911608-20190806185714

Many cultures believe in the idea that cameras can steal your soul. I mean, I don’t blame them; just think back to the days of when the camera was first invented. It was almost magical, you know? Being able to capture the image of a person – it’s only natural people would fear that their souls were being claimed in those little pieces of paper. The fact that something so important, so eternal, could be destroyed with such little course of action, such as tossing the photo into a fire. And if you think about it for a second, it makes sense. Like, look at ghosts – or whatever proof people have been able to produce about them. I’ve tried ghost hunting, séances, everything, and I’ve got nothing to show for them. It’s a little upsetting, to be honest, comparing my results to the hundreds of videos and photos online. But maybe that just proves my theory. Maybe when you die, there’s a book of rules about the afterlife we’re given. And somewhere in that book, it states you can be captured by a camera. Makes the Ghostbusters look like idiots, huh? Imagine that; just one picture, and the remainder of your existence is dedicated to collecting dust and fading away in someone’s album. At least when you’re alive, you still have your body. But when you’re dead? That’s it. Your spirit is all you have. What do you mean you don’t understand? You’re the one who was asking why I was doing this. Now, sit still for a second. You shouldn’t even be able to move this much with those restraints. SNAP! You wanna I think, personally? I believe that every image taken, every vanity driven selfie, steals a piece of one’s soul. If you’re really that egotistical to constantly need to remind others and yourself of your beauty, maybe you don’t deserve a soul. Like you. Posting every day to that goddamn Instagram, striking jealously and lust in hearts alike. But don’t worry. I’ll make good use of your soul. Maybe a bargaining chip during my next séance, if I can contact Him? Maybe He’ll bring her back. Provided no one has caught her on film yet. So piece by piece, picture by picture, I’ll get there. SNAP! Do you feel empty yet? 