to get a bit woo:
when ever I look at my protective sigils and astral-self-constructs sometimes I’m taken aback like:
what are you protecting yourself from?
(“what” in this instance is not about the lack of need but rather being taken aback by the extremity of the imagery used, making a deduction that the thing being averted is at least equal in extremity, despite not knowing what that or those beings would be)
(but also then i remember the features of the house i spent most of my childhood in and the incredible warping effect. like some weird-ass shit that, even looking as a rational being, was still weird and abnormal in any rational way to explain it.)
"you’re living. in. a. haunted. house."