A true artist never calls a specific canvas “the one,” because that puts ceilings on their abilities. The following is a gallery of just a few of the things that I’ve built with my bare hands.. well… And tools. You get the point. Check it.. My First Blade To make a very long story short,Continue reading “Beyond Literature”
Hands on a clock tick and we perceive a forward momentum from it. “Time is moving,” is a very common thing we say. It’s either too fast or too slow, but the comfortable medium seems to elude us. Studies are constantly being conducted to further understand our human viewpoint of Time and its mechanics, thoughContinue reading “Time: Part I”
“When I came-to and was able to speak coherently, I attempted to explain but it was no use. I simply had to digest what I had just encountered. It was far too complex to divulge to a room full of people coming down off of mushrooms. The thing is… I didn’t come down. For Months…”
In the eight minutes it could minimally take a double-wide mobile home to incinerate completely into a “was,” I would have written a sonnet for Ifrit, detailing the lavish cracks, pops, and whirring of heat pressure reaching out at my face like a newborn in its first months.