Dusk: Thoughts on Moral Convictions — An Exercise in Submission, Forgery, and Petty Thinking, Part 5
Fourth Book: Sunfall XLII. Archeological memory: it is most painful to know one can’t go back in historical momentum, and things which are dead, are…
The Enduring Rumination
Every time I have bought opioids online, I have been ripped off. You go through the motions of downloading Tor, setting up a Wickr, and creating a…
Dusk: Thoughts on Moral Convictions — An Exercise in Submission, Forgery, and Petty Thinking, Part 4
Third Book: Moonrise XXVIII. Carpe diem, carpe Dei: when I was younger and finally mastered a little bit of Latin, I boasted to some student of the…
Ass to Mouther
“You know what the advantage of diarrhea is, Mark? It really cleans you out.” It was another one of those times where I wasn’t quite sure if I was…
She: An International Women’s Day Write-Up
When God created Eve, he had created not a companion, but a woman of power. One who would be instrumental to the creation of human history. Her act,…
Dusk: Thoughts on Moral Convictions — An Exercise in Submission, Forgery, and Petty Thinking, Part 3
Second Book: Slumbering at Dawn XIV. Disastrous consequences: comparing a single translation of, for instance, Collins Classics and any of our…
Dusk: Thoughts on Moral Convictions — An Exercise in Submission, Forgery, and Petty Thinking, Part 2
Temishvar-Timișoara, Near the Serbian-Romanian Border December, Winter First Book: Awakening at Dusk I. Hastening to the end: all things read quickly…
An Unrelenting Cascade of Thoughts
The Neurotic Flotsam Your pussy lips were perfectly symmetrical, but your asshole was far from the best I’ve ever seen. The seroquel makes me…
Dusk: Thoughts on Moral Convictions — An Exercise in Submission, Forgery, and Petty Thinking, Part 1
Prologue I. In this pamphlet, a person will encounter a “renter”, a borrower, a spendthrift, a man always scrapping by, or even better, a deep…
Adderall Nights
You once lamented that all of our best memories were when we were on drugs. Well, them’s the breaks in this shitfuck reality. Some of my fondest…
