Fire and civilisation are half alive processes that consume resources to continue. Our civilisation is like a wildfire, and it will put itself out pretty soon. But if we can somehow tame it, and get it into a sustainable loop, like in a hearth, then we might be able to live comfortably.
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We sit around an ancient oak table, its round top is covered in arcane graffiti. The darkness surrounding us plays tricks on our eyes if we stare too long or hard. We are not sure if our eyes are playing, or if there really is a tiny speck of a man far in the distance [...]
The professor had a plan. And the professor was a sick man. A sick man with a plan. Once upon a time, in the professors distant past, he had happened upon the idea of writing an article on some arcane subject, but which contained the secret knowledge of a deep and secret philosophy, and placing [...]
This is a story. It is a story about a girl named telly, and a girl named leni. It is an existential story concerning the end of love. Looking through another you from the past, but from the perspective of a latter and now current version of yourself. – It contains an account of an [...]
I am a tourist, an observer, a loner. Perched on my windowsill in my unlit room gazing into my dull shadowy alleyway below I see a murky eyed man dressed in drag gray stumble into view. He has the look of a man coming from nowhere simply to return again, with only the differing shades of indistinguishable gray to meter out the moments. I mentally christen him Adam, even strangers deserve names. His life is written into his ravaged features as clearly as any history written in a musty old tome. His crushed posture tells of a man that has been trying to put his life together his whole life, though without much success…
The sun was at her zenith as I walked along the abandoned railway track. Springtime was taking its toll; bright flowers of every colour covered the rolling hills that formed the valley through which my track lay. It was clam, peaceful, almost meditative walking along the tracks in relative silence.
