Click. 3 seconds. Devil’s in the hallway - does he talk to himself - does he tell himself he’s just a man? Does he think the way I do? Why is he awake?
Click. 2 seconds. No - four. Infinite time between thoughts.
Click. We’re in a mess, now, aren’t we?
Click. They’ll be trying to sell big [...]

It is not often that I step back into the mindset that I was in when I first saw it all unfold. I often feel like I am remembering what I saw-but it makes no sense to refer to the vision in the past tense, because I saw things which have not yet happened. Deja [...]

What does art entail?
What constitutes something artful?
Is art the glamour of intellectual repose, the sparkling façade of self-examination?
Is art merely a mirror through which humans view themselves, choosing to see the things they find most poignant?
To catch someone convincing his or herself that he or she is prepared to face the world and perhaps, just [...]

The town was destitute. Miller had sold its plant, the hippies were too busy protesting American imperialism to notice that the local economy was buckling, and the homeless population was swelling like fetid water threatening to spill over the brim of the chipped and mildewed porcelain edifice of the downtown.
Nobody knew where they came from [...]

“What happens when an unstoppable force meets an immoveable object?”
A pointless question, from a physical perspective, but one of great interest to one who is fascinated by semantic logic. It is, of course, an impossibility-the existence of an unstoppable force precludes an immoveable object and vice versa. For this, it really only appears to be [...]

a single subatomic reaction spawns a universe, a universe collapses into a single subatomic reaction as all possiblities are exhausted. a man at a computer types and types away, trying to warn the world-a world which has already decided he is the problem. he gets his message out just in time to watch the swat [...]

work, work, work. even play becomes work when boredom is the only alternative.

It would do us good to remember that the souls of those lost to the violent conflict of wars are likely to have banded together in a collective hatred for those that perpetuate the gross violence which robbed them of life.

images, thoughts resurfacing-more powerful than deja vu (which is like entering one’s old home, whereas this experience is on a different scale entirely… entering one’s old hometown, perhaps, and slightly impersonal).
so it seems like familiar territory, all of it. the scope of my thoughts and the range of my feeling. experience’s freshness giving way to [...]

dreamt of otherworldly technologies in a fractured setting. what if directed tachyon-like emissions from some unthinkable futuristic technology are responsible for the book of revelations? predictions of apocalypse-with the consolation that such doom lies in a future beyond modern lifetimes.
it didn’t seem like an ordinary nightmare-i don’t feel particularly bothered by it.