I have decided to write the gray American novella, where nothing is great just chalky grey like the Greys pasty anatomy of conspiracy theories where secret service reptilian half-breeds are always British. Meanwhile, the natives are restless and a stretch of doom creeps, breathless. Jagged ex-whys and all the imagination in dream land won’t fix […]
After abandoning “Don’t waste your time,” I still needed a receptacle for the ongoing churn of real time, actual human assessment of the tools of our digital trade. I’m an unofficial tester of all things related to aortic writings of a familiar lean. I’ve tried most interfaces and delved into a multitude of platforms. I […]
she strained to listen or was it up hear or was it simply to listen Don’t go walking slow The Devil’s onto you Two hundred million guns are loaded I gave to you, now, you give to me I’d like to know what you learned The sky is blue and so is the sea What […]
How does one redraw the narrative that tells the truth without giving it all away somehow not losing so mucho of you. This Esperanto keyboard is keel of hello 80s to the jerk The Boy Who Cried Werewolf (2010) FEAR drives market ta 72. Rules Coburg Tyre Conjecture Another set More gone Ahead of the […]
“we can’t contain black holes, and they’d probably destroy us if we tried….”
We try anyway.
—reality’ is nothing more than our dreams turned into banalities.
Unfortunately, placing too much attention on the details can spoil the spontaneity for the day. drifted into updating ongoing code trims Cypher leash Cryptic leech Forget about me The latest GEN-X VORTEX to be arranged Crater Hiawatha project 2 I must focus on something. I am making progress but is it just a vacuum where […]
The largest trades can be gamed — to no one. while just around the last bend, he ripped everything up to start over again. a cry expressing an appeal for divine help. This tariff on your soul for a culpable nirvana hosanna, a mantra, no one repeats anymore. a cry expressing an appeal for divine […]
It’s the eve of a new year, two thousand and eighteen years after the death of Christ, one of a trilogy visiting us in triage, a place we seem to be fast approaching, as we speak. Other than Hawaii, and Samoa, we are last to know the next year. I’m in some kind of hell, […]