On the pandemic: The pandemic is ongoing. Please take precautions. Apparently, monkeypox and polio are now health emergencies—thank you, anti-vaxxers; your compassion and dedication to society are unequaled. Wear your mask, please, and continue to be fastidious about cleanliness. Why? Because you live in a society with other people. It is likely we will feelContinue reading “Pandemic Diary—On Things”
Pandemic Diary—#ProAbortion
Abortion number one was at nineteen when I fell for a guy who lived across from my aunt in a West Virginia suburb. He was not much younger than I was. I thought he was a friend and a good person—he was the typical asshole, which is something I apparently have a fondness for, goContinue reading “Pandemic Diary—#ProAbortion”
Pandemic Diary—Fascism
While I’m writing my next couple of chapters, I’ll drop a few lines about the current state of things. Fascism is in complete auto-mode currently given what is happening culturally and politically. The fascists have forsaken their humanity for power to inflict their amoral dogmas onto the public as a whole. Who are the fascists,Continue reading “Pandemic Diary—Fascism”
The Mirror of Me – Chapter Forty-Two – Faults
Chapter Forty-Two Faults In grade school, I receive the gift of music in the form of a compilation album called Danger: High Voltage. I love this shiny new vinyl that spirals black and serenades my soul. I watch it spin in awe of this wonderful fancy new thing. It’s mine, all mine. The encore andContinue reading “The Mirror of Me – Chapter Forty-Two – Faults”
The Mirror of Me
Online Serial Novel Exclusive Past, present, and future intersect to synthesize an elaborate future civilization. Peyton—pulled from a past and a collapsing society into a Utopian future that appears ideal on the surface—relives all times concurrently; her past exploited for education and entertainment purposes; her present weaponized as a catalyst for change; her future unknown.Continue reading “The Mirror of Me”
The Mirror of Me – Chapter Forty-One – Uncertainty
Chapter Forty-One Uncertainty “I feel a bit lightheaded—maybe you should drive…” Wynne tilts her head in confusion while I snort with laughter—this as we stare at the scene overhead. It is late—or early; I’m not sure which. We are in the merging arena, reclined on unactivated cast chairs, alone, high on some sort of psilocybinContinue reading “The Mirror of Me – Chapter Forty-One – Uncertainty”
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