a very Cortazar figure indeed lags along. His fingers are twiddling a Gino Robair concert. He thumbs through the paint hues, not being able to tell them apart from graphic notation

Walton rebuked "There is a whole conspiracy about 'other sense'. We are too fear-stricken to forget our ignorance towards scientific knowledge, towards the fact that qualia doesn't

pay his national insurance contributions. Triple-figure payments overdue for months came out of StarLord384's ears, and following massive tax avoidance, he began work as a peculiar

had hoped for. Opening the first scene the light was dingy and the noise the projector made an experience that felt like a razor scraping my skin leaving a bloody sore on mybrain

when it appeared on a plate before her she relished the thought of having it one more time. Now the smell was a different sense because it smelled like flowers instead of spices...

it protruded out my nose and now I could not breathe. I screamed in my mind and wondered how I was going to make it? Awe then I remembered all I had to do was wash my face and the

lifting softly on winds of love to be held in this embrace. light burst forth and angels sing as the twinkle fairies lay down amid the time of season to behold the passing of this

at the flames. Come on people please call 911. Laughing and pointing as the gas exploded oh no there is no hope to save my home. Then again I do have good insurance lets start over

so listen very carefully get closer and you will see...it is cream with streaks of green and moving slower than a dream. Where is the spoon and a platter for me to scoop up

At times like this, Blasted would slip into LordVacuity's cellar and put a platter on the Victrola. Perhaps some lessons in elocution from Sir Hopkins, or the 6 AM farm report. The

knows to bring the flows that throws those woes among my foes from the top of they head to the mold on they toes. Cause everybody knows, around me my enemies shoot themselves.

"I'd like to get an extreme sculpture makeover," began Claudia. "What did you have in mind," the Intake Counselor asked. "I want to look like the Arg of Epsilon4 but still human."

Sometimes a soggy fishflake will descend through the waters of time until, still neglected, it rots upon a colored piece of gravel in an aquarium tended by monstrous people, or so

In the morning I am expecting my 3rd modification. That's not true. It is more likely my 5th. The 1st 2 were hardly the same thing but for what they were & for the time, they count

I screamed at the quiet noise, the noise of quiet. I felt it like an itch in my back where I couldn't reach it with any of my appendages. One would hope the pitch dark would leave

from side to side. I steadied myself and readied myself, or would have told myself if only dust-devils could speak or clatterdemalion whirlpools had the pow'r of internal discourse

Regrettably, or maybe providentially, if we knew each other fully there would be no one else to know. So we go through life separately with our misinterpretations, the view clouded

Foul and Bounder had their offices above a barbershop on one side and a Pakistani market on the other. Foul didn’t quite own the building but he sort of did. It was complicated.

the embankment with me halfway out the driver's side window and her kicking at me from under the glove compartment. Thank goodness I still had my legs when we hit the river. The ne

The big blue screen in front of my face kept me from seeing that it was a big blue screen in front of my face. Somehow I missed that it took me all over not just my identity. It’s