(Originally published on equanimousrex.com) We’ve grown taller, exploding out of our carapace. Rising up from long forgotten stunted forms more prone to limb-climbing, back in the days of arboreal Eden. We rocket…
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(Stream-of-consciousness psychography from the edge of the eschaton, originally posted at equanimousrex.com) Electric dreams flash and flit. A steady bass beat throbs and bumps. The air blends the smells of imported spices…
(Stream-of-consciousness psychography from the edge of the eschaton, originally posted at equanimousrex.com) We’ve got an infestation folks. They’re crawling around the walls. Can you see them, smell them? They’re silent, you’ve got…