Kolobathristes The Evil Clown; Fear Transmuted
Oh fcuk, what is that clown is doing?
Coulrophobia senses the shadowy outré world of the clown. The baleful and eerie procession of thoughts and images that flicker beneath the veneer.
Watching a clown is like watching a child tear apart a puppy. Only, you know, with an adult body, grotesque grease paint, tittering and without boundaries.
They invade our boundaries because these evil clowns don't sense them, don't know them, don't have them... 'Taboo' is an inconceivable word from a cryptic alien language.
And that smile, the same smile that a little child exhibits frying ants and pulling apart insects.
Is it only a coincidence that we associate evil clowns with the supernatural or at least incomprehensibly monstrous?
When a clown approaches you, does the hair rise on the back of your neck? Your spine shiver? Your arms dimple?
Maybe coulrophobia should not be defined as an irrational fear of clowns.
Maybe coulrophobia should not even be redefined as a rational fear of evil clowns.
Maybe coulrophobia isn't a fear at all, but a true and protective psychic ability that others are too obtuse to sense and too quick to write off as the defect of a disturbed mind.
But really, you know. And the clown knows you know.
Evil Clown
Image:
Evil Clown Coulrophobia, Ink on Paper, Portrait
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Coulrophobia senses the shadowy outré world of the clown. The baleful and eerie procession of thoughts and images that flicker beneath the veneer.Watching a clown is like watching a child tear apart a puppy. Only, you know, with an adult body, grotesque grease paint, tittering and without boundaries.
They invade our boundaries because these evil clowns don't sense them, don't know them, don't have them... 'Taboo' is an inconceivable word from a cryptic alien language.
And that smile, the same smile that a little child exhibits frying ants and pulling apart insects.
Is it only a coincidence that we associate evil clowns with the supernatural or at least incomprehensibly monstrous?
When a clown approaches you, does the hair rise on the back of your neck? Your spine shiver? Your arms dimple?
Maybe coulrophobia should not be defined as an irrational fear of clowns.
Maybe coulrophobia should not even be redefined as a rational fear of evil clowns.
Maybe coulrophobia isn't a fear at all, but a true and protective psychic ability that others are too obtuse to sense and too quick to write off as the defect of a disturbed mind.
But really, you know. And the clown knows you know.
Image:
Evil Clown Coulrophobia, Ink on Paper, Portrait
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Labels: clown art, Coulrophobia, evil clown, litotes the clown, madness
posted by Litotes The Clown at 10:10 AM
2Comments:
Why, oh why do you keep doing this? Are we supposed to know the difference? Are you an evil clown or the opposite?
Concerned
I am curious... about how would it be if an evil evil clown also had coulrophobia.
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