say something, anything, rage, rant, vomit, froth, self destruct, implode,... what can you do? explain? converse? debate? on the internet?! Ha! that's a laugh. Just a keyboard, an input station, data transfer.

So, I'm gonna write drunk what I have been thinking sober. Yes, this is ironic. As you read you will see just how ironic. It seems to me, and has actually been bothering me lately, that pretty much everyone

I drink because I love the feeling. The feeling that nothing is impossible. That nothing is insurmountable. The feeling that everyone can come together, and make the world a better place. To believe impossible

I just finished this one and I like it. It makes a lot of sense.

Note to self, Write every day, like you are dying.

Every single great civilization on this planet, began as a homeless camp. -Jason Lamson

Not to be alarmist or anything, but I find this somewhat very terrifying.

The man sat next to her at the bus stop, She scootched a little to the right away from him and gripped her purse tighter. Not that he was particularly frightening, it was just better to be wary in public

Here is a website where one can browse the codex.

I'm writing again, putting my daydreams down in pixels. Converting thought into symbols. When they painfully drilled the alphabet into my young mind they never explained the alchemy. The magical transformation

“Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the lord my soul to keep.” “And if I die before I wake, I pray the lord my soul to take.” Teddy had heard it before, countless times. The boy said it with his mother

Enclosed is a video that made some points but is fundamentally flawed. I'll post the video and my response to it. (Maybe in the post, maybe in the comments, we'll see how this works) he made some really

Aliens and Whatnot.

I write of you in fiction, for fiction is all I've ever really had of you. Breif entropies into fantasy. Short stories, a beginning, the breif development of a plot, and an abrupt and unsatisfying ending.

Waiting at the airport, seems as good a place and time as any to try out a new scocial media platform. Crowds of drowsy humans all staring sleepily at their phones. I fade and blend in, camoflaged, anonymous,