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Just imagine: If we think as one feel as one share one mind and soul think of what we could all accomplish. If the central telepathy that that science fiction proposes exists we wouldn’t screw each other over – or, … Continue reading →

In a land that I shall not call podunk where a very many will stay home drunk, some rocker in a shop called for suicide by cop, and now is very much a post-punk. See, he died quite a lot … Continue reading →

When I had my existential crisis and couldn’t remember how to do my job (basically, I didn’t get enough sleep and forgot a bunch of computer key combinations, then freaked out), I tried to close my eyes and meditate. Then … Continue reading →

The map needs reading. The map must be read. You must read the map. And how will you do it? First, go unfurl the thing and then decode symbols taking care to be sure just where you are going at … Continue reading →

You look like you’re trying to have something to say something important to say when in fact, you’ve really got nothing to say nothing important to say you know what I’m saying? You seem like you’re struggling to speak like … Continue reading →

Now that we have all won, we can discuss what went into our great victory today. I don’t think it is any great secret: our achievement came from cheating. Just stealing points wherever we could, using iron bats while our … Continue reading →

Tonight, I celebrate us and our lack of it. We were two once, a united pair. Now we are no more and I am again free to celebrate my solitude. I thank you for that. I thank you for the … Continue reading →

By the time she had left she’d already been gone a while. Without really thinking about it, I’d kind of mourned her already. She had just stopped talking to me. After I had funded her move to New York, she … Continue reading →

The state of the apartment is a sight to see – but not for delicate people. Not for people of modern sensibilities, I should say. People of order, people who like their wildness tamed, who are frightened by piles uncomfortable … Continue reading →

And then there’s the time that the little girl I looked after asked if I’d seen that girl Scarlett that I liked. I told her, “No. I don’t think Scarlett likes me, really,” and the girl seemed to pout a … Continue reading →