MrTicklefeet
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I was around 3 to 5 years old, wandering around the house, my dad was watching TV in the front room. As I approached, the TV facing my direction, he was watching some program that was set in the middle east.
There was a black man holding a staff that had a long feather attached at the top. He was listening to a ruler / king who was seated on his throne. He then bowed in respect and exited the scene. This cut to an outdoors street shot of a parade, with people in the streets cheering and celebrating.
It next cuts to a scene most likely in a dungeon. A bald man with a trimmed beard was manicaled to the wall by his wrists, arm apart like the letter T. His shirt was open in the front. The servant was standing a few feet back with his staff, stroking his exposed torso with the feather.
Such hysterical laughter, as he stammered out, "Please stop! I won't do it again, I promise!" and the laughter continued. His pleas falling on deaf ears as the servant continued the tickling, not acknowledging him.
My panic button was hit, and the flood of fear chemicals filled my body, I ran into the bedroom where I felt safe.
Oddly, my first thought was that the angels didn't want me to see this, but considering how the trajectory of my life has been since, I'm sure this was a message from the Universe. Took a few decades before I could incorporate such fantasies in real life.
I don't know what that was, or if anyone else would know anything about it. It was 65 years ago. (I'd be curious to watch the whole episode now.) Highly doubt I'll be able to see it again, most films from the 50s are deteriorating, or even gone for good.
There was a black man holding a staff that had a long feather attached at the top. He was listening to a ruler / king who was seated on his throne. He then bowed in respect and exited the scene. This cut to an outdoors street shot of a parade, with people in the streets cheering and celebrating.
It next cuts to a scene most likely in a dungeon. A bald man with a trimmed beard was manicaled to the wall by his wrists, arm apart like the letter T. His shirt was open in the front. The servant was standing a few feet back with his staff, stroking his exposed torso with the feather.
Such hysterical laughter, as he stammered out, "Please stop! I won't do it again, I promise!" and the laughter continued. His pleas falling on deaf ears as the servant continued the tickling, not acknowledging him.
My panic button was hit, and the flood of fear chemicals filled my body, I ran into the bedroom where I felt safe.
Oddly, my first thought was that the angels didn't want me to see this, but considering how the trajectory of my life has been since, I'm sure this was a message from the Universe. Took a few decades before I could incorporate such fantasies in real life.
I don't know what that was, or if anyone else would know anything about it. It was 65 years ago. (I'd be curious to watch the whole episode now.) Highly doubt I'll be able to see it again, most films from the 50s are deteriorating, or even gone for good.
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