There are people in this world that make it easy for us to to turn the word "human" into something pejorative. These are the people that would have you believe that selfish pursuits are our pinnacle, that greed and lust for power are virtues. These are people that don't see humanity for what it has … Continue reading There Will Be Giants
(Art: Prometheus - Theodoor Rombouts) THE REALITY OF PROGRESS My first short story was about a psychologist employed at a research facility in Southwestern Colorado. His employer was funded by the government to research ways to manipulate a human’s perceptions of his own reality through drugs and what was known as the Dream Room, basically … Continue reading Why Sci-Fi?
The descent is not so bad as we were told. There is a significant amount of depth to the mental experience of falling from heights above our intended pay range. We have gone beyond the pinnacle of man's real desire and stopped short of our gods' coattails. We did not even reach for them, bless … Continue reading Day Twenty-Five – Overture for Three Oboes and an Empty Detergent Bottle
I wrote this a while back and recently reworked it - new clay, new vision. You won't get the orphic reference until the end, but I insist the entire piece is merely a riff on inverted reflections of lyrical cubism in a variegated temporal dysphoria as seen through orange glass during a supernova hurricane of … Continue reading My Life Story: A Prequel (or Orphic Distraction)
These are not mine. They are words of Richard Dawkins - who I neither worship nor recommend. However, for those of us who, at times, struggle to define our view of the world in opposition to more widespread and established tenets of labeled philosophies, here are 10 "suggestions" for being a human in an endless … Continue reading Ten Suggestions for Aspiring Humanists
I have been told that I cannot just call myself a genius. Naturally, that should lead you to suspect that at one point in my life I may have indicated aloud to someone that I am, in fact, a genius. Well, perhaps I have, but that's not the point. "Genius" is just a word, and … Continue reading Polymathic Time: or How Obsession and Eccentricity Spread Me Thick
Driving into work this morning, I imagined this scene in my head. Again, as I began to write it, it was headed in a very different direction. After fifteen minutes, I wrote the last sentence that changed everything. --- Members of the 132nd Battalion looked out over the rolling expanse of land extending from what … Continue reading #3 – INVASION!