the unbelievable mystery hole
i wanna know about the mystery hole
why don't you show me
'cause i tried and i tried
and i'm still mystified
i can't do it anymore
and i'm not satisfied
I literally entered that specific mystery hole as an adolescent and emerged several minutes later as a slightly older adolescent. I am saddened that others are no longer able to be similarly enriched.
A regular substitute teacher at my high school had a mystery hole in his back yard. Nothing creepy about it, would give tours. From what I can tell 20+ years later, it is still a thing.
This sign was, I believe, for Baron’s Woodstock Mystery Hole. Thankfully, though it is closed, ancient Oregonians have written that other holes exist out here, waiting to be dug up and discovered.
Ah Barron. Did he give you the talk about how we all have the same last name, that little pause, the empty space after speaking a name, before moving into the rest of the sentence? The shared silence uniting all of us?
I didn’t get that talk, but did get a preview of post modernism when he explained that I wasn’t hearing what he said, but rather what my brain thought he was saying. He also, knowing I was a sad teenager, told me that “learning to love yourself is more useful than anything in your physics class”
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i wanna know about the mystery hole
why don't you show me
'cause i tried and i tried
and i'm still mystified
i can't do it anymore
and i'm not satisfied
1. She’s either already posted it herself or
2. Someone else has already tagged her
"No that's a regular hole"
"Is it that one?"
"That's a window"
"Well then, where's the mystery hole?"
"That's the mystery"
"Oooooooohhh.... I want a refund"
It was a mystery why I stuck around.
Or if it is.
I FEEL like I’ve been here but the USA has a hundred weird little places like this.
I LOVED Barron substitute days.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dldFWuPt5OM
https://youtu.be/4QoX7y8aNHY?feature=shared
https://www.mysteryfleshpitnationalpark.com/