WIP – Niagara – Chapter 7.

It should be known that before you read this, if you choose to do so, that this book has already been written. I am just now putting it all together, piece by piece (each piece is from a different year, which absorbs completely different outcomes and is one of the reasons I find it hard…

this or that.

If this really a glitch in some twisted digital display, I don’t blame anyone for wanting to bow-out early. I have. Many times. Maybe we are A.I. castaways from a future we didn’t intend to invent. Gaming was never my thing, anyway. If I were to set out to play the game, why not do…

The Library | Dream.

The writing’s on the table and he saw you there before … pulled up a seat for the unbound and humiliated whore. Or they said, as you walked red-faced down the aisle, saturated with books and wisdom beyond their tattered piles of waste and haste and everything that stuck like glue in world where they…

Webs of Crimson | Dream 2014

“You have to do this!”, her sister’s scream trailed off through the dust cloud billowing a veil between them. It was too late, her sister had been taken, snatched up before she had a chance to say goodbye. The stone cut like glass shards beneath her skin and the dust, like poison, as she gasped…

The Deep End.

The one you are looking for is you. – OSHO I have these reoccurring dreams where I am in the future trying to operate archaic technology, like cell phones, tablets, computers, etc … I used to wake up knowing these dreams were significant, not only because of my desperate attempts to reach someone (not because…