Metal men and bloodsucking aliens would be preferable. There are hints of lavender in the sky among the oranges and pinks. Thomas likes lavender. Thomas's sweater is coming unraveled. On this day, Thomas rises from his bed and begins to unravel himself from life, from responsibility, and from the oppressive gaze of the okapi skeleton … Continue reading Day Sixteen – Numbness in the Toes
Alacamians are spider-like by our human standards. The alien race typically has a spherical central body with an apparently random number of appendages extended from it. Ancient Alacamian culture once revered those of its ranks with the largest number of appendages, and shunned those with the fewest - though, that has changed in recent millennia. … Continue reading Day Ten – Bromance of the Three Colonies
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[Revisited] My name is Richard. Some people shorten that to Rich, and I am oll korrect with that. When I was eight years old, I ran for public office for the first time. My campaign slogan was "Vote for Rich because he's Rich" and I gave pennies to prospective voters. Now, I could tell you … Continue reading Day One – Hubris
So, you might have noticed, I'm writing again. I really need to finish this one up--so, here you go. --- 7. Tea and Nemesis "The tea party shall commence in one hour," the Goddess's spearman said to the group as he roughly escorted them into their cell. "A wash basin has been provided so that … Continue reading Doctor Who: Red Right Hand – Episode Seven
There is no wind blowing--dead leaves rejoice. Perspective and position, what is seen and what is felt as the self is situated in the press of the universe surrounding, are illusions. Is the universe pressing in on the boundaries of who I believe myself to be? Or am I pushing out from singularity of the … Continue reading Entropy
(Artwork: Zdzisław Beksiński) This is the last glorious day. The sunlight knifing through the smoky interior of the building that shelters the last two humans in existence has a distinct redness to it. This is the last fantastic day for the human race and its two final members, together at last, together at the end, … Continue reading Day Thirty-Six – Entanglement