My cat, Pyrrh Grtgtr tr t Gnosis Hissy, lived up to his name today when he had a hissy fit over the White House drama preempting his stories. He liked the one where the bad guy was

I saw a spiral of stories about a guy that had a spiral of stories told about him in a spiral. Anyone that anyone could ever mention showed up in the spiral eventually. St. Germain

Singing opera seems to be a very effective method in disciplining your children. Timmy won't wash the dishes? oooAAAAAAAAAA. Boom, Timmy's ears are no more and so are the dirty dis

I was pondering social stratification in general when I discovered I didn't know how to wink, let alone knowingly. I remember now how I got there. Socialization and a provocative

A wee widdle widdershins wound wretch who whined or whimpered when a West wind went wrong was wont to want a wicked white wight at whatever wake welcomes whomever. She thought so.

After the death of the Famed Untangler, everyone had to deal with tangled earphones. Soon, the tangled earphones started to tangle with one another, forming a hive mind.

Pater Marcus was in charge of the coven's youth outreach. Before the Event, they would go out to popular places and distribute the Unholy Writ, the coven's manifesto, of sorts. Qui

The woman walked into frame wearing a basic 80's combat chic all the way down to her dog tags. But she was a cat person so her's were cat tags. The way she saw it was the only way

Er was eens een man die over zijn eigen telefoon reed

Having seen it from the other side, this side seemed the better of the two. But she knew to allow for the state bound knowledge translation factor. Immediacy tipped the scales for

At last the maiden has become the crone. Finally she will have the knowledge and wisdom that comes with experience. She'll see the burden wisdom is, the heartbreak.

As you age in you mortal life your ability to reach our realm will grow out of you. Eventually you will think us a dream. But if you ever remember us, we're real. Come back to us.

Having grown up inside the belly of the machine Bitcode Rodriquez knew her way around the machine's alimentary systems. Memory dumps were her ins and outs. She'd made plans with an

I hung(?) out in this limbo an indeterminate duration akin to time. Attention finally caught my attention in turn. I felt being looked at again. Was the smoke clearing? Was that a

His skin hadn't seen the sun in 13 years. He wasn't about to let that go for naught over this upstart floozy of a queen from the Red Planet. He hated that it had to be voted upon.

The cannibals and headhunters were at it again. The cannibals brought out the old chestnut about headhunters wasting good food. The headhunters called the cannibals ass eaters. It

In theory that meant we had a green light to proceed. Which we tried to do. Nothing. We both took our keys out. I read the Protocols again. It was supposed to launch my pretties. I

One might think that chasing tail every night might lead one in circles, but that’s only if one fails to consider thst, upon catching said tail, one earns the right have said tail

Joan of Arkship Orleans hoped her sacrifice to the burnt offerings stage of development on this planet would be kindly noted in the annals of humanity's diaspora across the galaxy.

Let me reiterate that I have nothing to say and I am saying it.