Things started slowly in the summer of 2058, events stacking on top of themselves like a poor girl collecting cosmetics, one discarded makeup case at a time, rifling through the trash for unused tissue papers, kissing boys to test the colors on their faces. Mr. Bosh rode the euphoria, we rode Mr. Bosh. Six Days to […]Read more "Six Days To Wonderful"
This demon Icelos In Heaven’s high hall The gods have named, but men Phobetor call; What is in a name. Reference to subject. Say a name to God, and what does Ge think of? OF all the referents, in all of time and space? No. That kind of colocation isn’t possible, couldn’t possibly be possible. […]Read more "Pnow Success"
Vanity of vanities, saith the Preacher, vanity of vanities; all is vanity. All is vanity, the back and forth reflection of a reality that is shared insofar as it is self-shared. I’m rubber you’re glue, whatever you say bounces off me and comes back to you, except we’re all rubber, everything is rubber, a universe made […]Read more "YOU ARE WHO YOU ARE"
: It’s not wise for you to be so- observant? : -…recalcitrant. We want the same things, I think. oh you’re very much right. : So you’ll help us. in every way I can. : Well then perhaps we start with the transmission nodes for your order. We’d know their location. I don’t know where […]Read more "Sessions"
What other basis for social interactions could there be, but that afforded us by ‘Free Will’: Mankind is capable of choice! Each according to their actions! There are no exceptions! Accept this, breathe this in, kneel before this, altar, incense burning, this smoky sin. Still. Welcome to the House of Worship, The Seat of ‘Free […]Read more "Weapon Of Choice"
If there are to be an infinite number of Heavens, there there must need be an infinite number of Hells, to serve as counterbalance, to serve as shadows, to serve. These realms, these many mansions of miseries that our Father has built for us, these tragedies in flesh, they complete the picture in the same […]Read more "Papertents"
Ohhhhhhhhhh but the mushyness of it all! The goosyness! The DIRT! THE ENDLESS DIRT!!! Everywhere! there are things gasping and grasping, clasping and rasping, spilling their insides into the outside, back in and out again, a viral mucus merry-go-round that takes so long to complete one circuit that you can’t be disgusted so much as […]Read more "Spoiler: NSFG"