Rip Van Winkle
It was an ambivalent energy that was fucking with me—a darkness that didn’t fit into language. It’s that which was there before and that which will be there after we're finished with words.
the jar
Was the jar’s contents the work of a demon--the same demon of the night who infected our sleep with terror filled visions?
infinite remix
“Look, Swim, there’s more… I have to tell you about the things I figured out today regarding all this. This…information.”
It's a Wonderful Life
But here’s the thing: in each of these versions there’s something that’s the same —a totem, or an interdimensional calling card reminding us that we’re inside a simulation.
2020 Solstice Dream
And now here comes the thing about being a sci-fi writer. I’m going to hear about it all the time. When that’s me, I’m the actual sci-fi writer. The one with a Netflix show and everything.
Genre of the Black Hole
“Do you know if electronic typewriters can have dirty keys? Cuz it would look dope if the insides of some of the letters were filled with ink, just, you know, to create a mood.”
