My dreams have taken a turn to the aweless waste. When formerly I could traverse the dreamscape of candywine waterfalls and purple glory sunrises with consistency, the night journeys have descended into the dimensions of the mundane. And excessively so, my waking life begins to beg the attention I normally reserve for the infinite. Long … Continue reading Day Five – Wednesday’s Positronic Void
Author: epicipseity
Day Four – When Little Mikey Ate the Ampersand
Over the years, it has come to our attention that while productivity appears, on the surface, to have exceeded our expectations in the long run, waste now exceeds all things. I put it to you that we should build bigger bins. Starting this week, in all of our facilities, one-thousandth of the space now in … Continue reading Day Four – When Little Mikey Ate the Ampersand
Day Three – Put On Your Corporate Oligarchy Homburg, and Give Us a Grin
If automobiles are passing you on the right hand side, you could very well be in the wrong lane. If you are passing ambiplasmic layers, you either do not live on our planet or you need to stop listening to Alfvén and Klein so much. There are days when I find it difficult to coax … Continue reading Day Three – Put On Your Corporate Oligarchy Homburg, and Give Us a Grin
Day Two – Seguidilla
Extra legs do not make a better dancer. Did you know that dinosaurs are just a figment of your imagination? Do you realize that the Fornax Cluster is just a carefully orchestrated ruse to confuse you into thinking that the Earth is not the center of the universe? The twinkle is a lie. I feel … Continue reading Day Two – Seguidilla
Day One – But First, Hubris
[Revisited and Revised from its original state as published six years ago] My name is Richard. Some people shorten that to Rich, and I happily answer to that. When I was eight years old, I decided I wanted to be called Rich, and that stuck for at least ten years before circumstances led me to … Continue reading Day One – But First, Hubris
Slayer of the Winter, art thou here again?
I've never been a January resolutionist. I mean, honestly, I've tried, I just fail repeatedly. There's something overly oppressive about January and February that just impedes progress for me. Perhaps it's the cold, the fewer hours of sunlight, or the usual gap between holidays that afford me a day off from work and school. Most … Continue reading Slayer of the Winter, art thou here again?
The Night the Silver Age Died
I haven't talked about Marvel much lately. Honestly, I haven't talked about much of anything here lately, and for that I feel ashamed. It's not that I feel like I owe you anything--this blog has no rabid fanbase desperately hanging on my every word. This blog, from its inception, has merely been an outlet, a … Continue reading The Night the Silver Age Died
