This nightmare is a chaotic roar, a confused jumble of moments that may or may not have happened. The world is fractured like a broken funhouse mirror and, in each distorted shard, a story plays out. Sounds and sights and emotions overlap. It’s overwhelming. If, however, the mind can focus on one of the multiple and simultaneous shards of ( Read more... )

I prefer sins to threats of floods of Biblical proportions.  Sinning--if you believe in sin outside of the context of curses--is part of being human.  Even if you don't believe in the concept of sin, we're still inescapably flawed creatures that allow our base instincts to overwhelm our social conditioning.

Assuming this string of curses isn't ( Read more... )

You have fifteen minutes until midnight.  I would suggest you draw this lecture to a conclusion. Say what you mean to say.

[Not surprisingly, there's no audible reply.]

Disappointment? [Justin's voice is flat and dispassionate.] I could say the same to you. You were supposed to be the one who would be there for me. We both know she didn't ( Read more... )

Thank you to whoever was responsible for the explosion by the deities' office.  The damage may have been superficial, but it was an encouraging way to begin the new year ( Read more... )

Masks of anonymity on and off the network?  A propitious start to the month.

I've been here for one year to the day.  It seems as if it's been much longer.

( Police Force Filter // Unhackable )