Τέχνη

Sometimes, there’s no resisting the Call. The Gods call, and you will go. To be sure, it was only my third time trying the bong, it was an unfamiliar strain, and I’ve been under a lot of stress from the situation with the house, and the general state of politics. So, unsure of what exactly […]

Kindling

The first time that I saw the black gunk under the floorboard, I thought it was “just” rotten wood. When we first moved into Transliminal Station-β, Keet and I knew there was a list of problems. Virtually every house sale comes an inspection report, including ours. Truth is, neither of us read ours very closely […]

Postfurry 103: The Prestige

What happened to the humans? What happened to all those boring humans Thinking at probably a top speed of one thought per moment Or the aliens that donated genetic material to the animals in order to create the society of creatures that we are And thus explains our fascination for robots and drugs, because we’ve […]

Postfurry 102: The Turn

How do the little rubberdrones Improve their glistening shine, And fill themselves with tentacles And lead-sweet squid-ink wine. How blankly do they smile as one, How slickly glide their paws, And mutely serve in multitude, With joy their only cause. — with apologies to Rev. Dodgson and Mr. Watts In part one of the series, […]