May 29, 12:00am
Frame
The streets are dead, empty, quiet- yet the view is so loud. Large polygons abound, lines everywhere, no organic curves, just I. I'm the shapeless in the land of the shapen. The nature in the land of the made. Alone on the street, standing out more...
May 21, 12:00am
The Lot Drawn
Imagine a place where all you have to worry about is nothing. Food appears when you need it. You are surrounded by pleasant company. You have no job, money has no meaning, what you enter with is all you have and will ever have. The weather is beautiful...
May 18, 12:00am
Beauty
Beauty as the sunrise from the sky. An orange peel around the sphere of the earth, peeling away. To the east, a glint, a glimmer of light. To the west, rich, deep, black envelopes all. To the old, it is forgotten, to the new, a preview of what is coming...
May 10, 12:00am
Something didn't happen
The boy walks into the room and notices the amount of men waiting. They are all happily sitting in chairs, quietly staring into nothing. None of them notice him. He quietly takes a chair in the corner and sits down. Nothing happens. The men around...
April 30, 12:00am
Sleep Typing
I'm sleep typing. That nebulous stage where I really should crawl into bed, but don't feel like exerting the extreme effort to relocate myself 2 feet to the left and 3 feet vertically. I slip between conscious and unconscious, but continue typing,...
