Cathairs, the universe and everything

And so I'm reading. I'm re-reading bits of my saga, which I wrote in 1999 and 2000. Yellowed pages that smell good, and have water s...

  Septicflesh/ Jon Simvonis: Portrait of a Headless Man.  I have been busy doing what I can't refer to here. And what is just to...

I have no idea what to tell you. I can tell you what I know from personal experience, which I'm afraid doesn't count as a uni...

Can I complain about something? I know some people will think I'm mad. I don't particularly care. Also, I am going to be graphi...

Spider Jerusalem. My kind of hero. I'm fed up with Facebook. I follow people who regularly upload posts on animals that need hel...

Today I wanted to write something that makes sense, but I found myself incapable of saying anything other than one syllable words l...

Last night I was doing my personal brand of research combined to divination. So there was this Archangel, whose name was Iblis, and he...

I have a brain like an artichoke right now, so maybe writing a blog post is not a good idea. But to hell with it. I have made up my...

She is closing the shop. The sun has set. She looks at the pinkish-blue sky. There are five chemtrails from airplanes. No wo...

I am going to publish the links of some excellent articles I've come across in the past months. They have helped me think or put in wo...

Assassin's Creed: Syndicate I am still angry at you. I want to make you understand. I want to shake you and yell at you. But...

"We need to talk about Kevin" (2011) The moon is yellow and not full yet, and the sky is dull and murky, like thick pearly...

This is what discussing with myself feels like. Source: http://duncantje.deviantart.com/art/Tea-for-two-371640506 I am learning to p...

He never gave up either, and he didn't begin with the same chances as the rest of us. Well, look at him now. I've been worki...