This Blankness, This

This blankness, this never-ending stare into the abyss–what is it? It can’t just be me on the precipice of nothing, there has to be something there. Even if it’s just a robot with a kindly smile and a flashy old bowler hat, that’s enough for me.

Professional Authoritarians May Fall

Maple loop dragon rolls steep fervently in the grandiose multiplicities that we find ourselves around in a constant way, though not buttered with finance or treason. You might find it subtle to fly through emperor penguin hats while announcing the arrival of the next Dalai Lama, but your associations with professional authoritarians may fall flat Continue reading Professional Authoritarians May Fall