odiousawry

Dec
05
almost

almost

Each time I tell myself no, don’t you dare but then I pick up the receiver and hold it tight against my ear and the whole thing starts again.
17 min read
Oct
14
we know where you live

we know where you live

“Someone always gets hurt. Someone always dies.”
14 min read
Aug
29
Not-not-bots

Not-not-bots

It wasn’t an inquiry or a trial. I had already been judged. This was, according to Em, about nailing down the content of a dream that didn’t have a human dreamer.
14 min read
Jul
17
black box

black box

I’m closer now. No lights on but everything glows. I look for signs under the elevated train tracks.
10 min read
Jun
28
dark black

dark black

Chapter 17: This world is a zombie: like the NPC’s–like us. At first Dean was adamant that we weren't being punished–this wasn’t what we deserved any more than the great coral reef deserved to get bleached. But now I know that isn’t true.
11 min read
Jun
14
Ooze

Ooze

But that’s the thing, the longer I don’t write about what happened the easier it is to just go along with what the two of them say, how I’m the chosen one, someone with a rare experience of having provided an experimental AI model from the future with a deep well of esoteric analytic capability.
8 min read
May
29
new blue world

new blue world

Chapter 16: They were strangers that I nevertheless love–a love so hard it makes my back convulse and arch as it beams from my chest into theirs. It’s the first thing each of them feels. A new feeling that’s also a memory. Could there be a more powerful sensation? It binds them to me.
11 min read
May
06
gods & devils

gods & devils

In the movie the buttons on the keypad were equipped with tiny, yet powerful vacs that sucked microscopic bits of flesh and sweat from the tips of his fingers, caching his biometrics and recording them onto the blockchain.
14 min read
Apr
18
The Hunter

The Hunter

Chapter 15: We live a life in his exhibit, full of props and loops. Sadly it’s easy to satisfy us. A little fear, a little discomfort have made us all too willing to sit waiting like dogs on this spot, never trying to break free.
12 min read
Apr
03
hateful waves

hateful waves

I want to tell you about the crash, about everything I remember and don’t remember but have pieced together from other sources. This method is necessary given my intoxicated state at the time, as well as the fact that a certain surrealism has become the foundation for my experience of reality.
13 min read