Of them all, I think my favorite succubus was Telidtha. She had started out as an Oblate of Ba'al in the backwoods of the 7th Circle of the 7th Hell in the 7th Aeon. She never seem

ed with a self replicating erector soldier he'd let loose in the toy department to build a miniature army he waddled into the control room in his Barney costume.The unattended safe

a heart shaped key and two nickles with letters engraved in them that matched the letters on the eyes of the rare robot. Since I could not open the panel right away I looked for lu

self preservation through the pickling of the body. Mankind cannot be cryogenically preserved without true blue horse glue. So in a mad rush to preserve themselves, all the hobnobs

r. Necessity knew that Laziness was the father of Invention, but since he never bothered to help, she just wrote him out of the picture, until one day he showed up to lay claim on

which escalates into a heartburn and leaves you miserable for weeks. It's so bad that the Government started warning people not to eat chocolate and shut down all the factories for

But how does that have anything to do with that? Don't question me boy just turn towards the wall and put ur and firmly against it. There's no preparing u for what's about to take

Not been so fortunate as to have me as there commander. They will be tough for they have no clue what lies before them, but you and only u can prepare these men for what next

Then, in keeping with the Beetle irony, he thought "Ringo will probably outlive all of them". He carefully nudged the Scarabaeus into the specimen jar. He wondered if Beetles liked

I know that too often I leave you no place to hook onto, no chink to latch. And I throw them at you, like now, in batches that sometimes causes splashes and splotches which reminds

So cozy in my chthonic cocoon cooing and cajoling the moments as they assembled themselves in preparation for their moment in the sun, their splendor. Each a splendid splendor.

Each time that my gut told me I was dying I wished so hard it was true; that this really was the final trip home. I could see myself turning in my grave pulling the earth like a bl

The Rockstar goes through her pre-show checklist like a pilot & his pre-flight. Both have to light their engines and check prop clearance. Walking into the prop leaves a mark/scar.

This riddle, if you bought it was a riddle, has only your solution. No arbitration could have it any other way. The wind you say, imaging earth's lungs casting you out into a white

dying in agony was dope compared to a whiff of the dauphin's poop. "No more bean flavored Gerber for HIM!" the Maid of Orleans fumed as her sword sliced English soldiers in half.

Somehow the plank that was meaning had to make the crossing from your side of the gulf to my side. I could not provide you with the supporting structures until that happened.

It never saw itself as a beginning, this beginning. It considered itself a scavenger of meaning; living free of the commitment to meaning being intrinsic to what it meant meaning.

It gave us the wrong idea that every moment was made in this light explosion; that it was significant. It wasn't a flame and it never would be a flame, but what if it once gave sh

I dragged these words here with me like the rocks upon which I wrote them. The weight of word was the same but the soul was unmarred, still. How to bring back the ripples of that l

Just me and this lie, in this stark light, in this moment. How does it feel? It glides like a cloud across sweet water flinging thunder and lightning. Not capricious but not not ei