Nothing is the infinite abyss eating its own tail consumption of time not a straight line exiting where we begin.
Time created is a false shore we can never stop creating more moments we can only fill them or leave them empty.
The scales of time click by in unmeasurable pulses too small or too vast even death is powerless against its venom.

In Memory of Nikki A.

I hear a feather falling crackling quantum shift implosion of diametrical beauty breaking sunlight each barb infiltrating fibers of sight spinning a thousand years of deception into my temple in one psychosomatic second.
Liberty, Justice, Death all three are lies each one a point on the triangle of Oppression an ever-open eye cloned into our patchwork culture feeding as much as seeing, seething with the sounds of OUR gnashing teeth.
The children become aware and give voice but the crest of the wave flatlines long before reaching shore. Tectonic shift/History ends Drowned out by Liberty, Justice, Democracy until all that can be heard are the crickets of the credits. The audience is long gone. In fact, they were never listening. The film turns into random 1’s and 0’s devoured by the cancerous mouth of the past - Rewritten.
Snakes strike from calculated clouds of awareness into the neon-lit neurons of subreality like misguided lightning bolts in search of their own desire un…

My Promise

The Nature of Stories

"Stories come naturally to us.  We can't help it.  There are many different worlds, many competing realities within our heads, fueled by books, television, even barely remembered childhood tales.  There's an endless supply of fictional concepts more familiar to us than anything or anyone real.  We have a far greater connection to the fictional characters we know and love than the random people we pass on the street.  Our destinies and inspirations are shaped by lies, myths and fables."
--Alan Wake (American Nightmare)

And the word of the year award goes to....

With An Eccentric Eye (Factotum)

I'm going to try and make at least one post a month devoted to an odd film I've watched.  Seeing as how I've got quite the backlog on my Netflix Instant Queue this shouldn't be a problem.  These might be'foreign' films (I use the term loosely since the web audience is obviously global) or art-house films, or quirky little dramas that few have heard about.  But they will without fail be films that won't appeal to everybody.  And just because I think a film is discussion-worthy for the purposes of this blog doesn't make it a blanket endorsement.  Nor should these be considered reviews.  I just feel that there are a lot of odd, quirky films that aren't blockbusters that have a lot to say.  Or, at the very least, will make you go, "Hmmm?"  What can I say, I love the underdog.  I hope this will be a section where those who are fed up with run-into-the-ground formulaic movies (don't get me wrong, I love a good action flick) will be able to g…

Teasing the Threads of Truth (From the Eternal Consumption Engine)

I am very disorganized.  I think it is part of my nature, though I am trying to change that, or at least form new habits that overwrite that behavior.  So when it came time to compose this post (which I have made a personal goal to do at least weekly), I decided to try to put together a few ideas that have been kicking around for a while in an attempt to arrange them in some semblance of mental coherency.

The first thing that came to mind was this picture:

While this collection may be a bit excessive (and more tech than most of us can afford at any given time), it really shows the various ways in which we use electronic devices.  Technology impacts our lives whether we're aware of it or not.  The choice we have then is to decide if we are going to let it overwhelm us, or if we are going to attempt to understand it well enough to make it work for us.  Granted, we don't have to know how the computer chip in our car makes it more fuel efficient; we have mechanics who are quite happ…