Unaware of irony, the oddity wakes in the Dreamlands and holds the shape of a nameless sponge diver. Why? It forgot and fell asleep like this, and now it wakes to find itself thinking of owning a personalized existence. How? The brain in the diver’s head that the oddity now holds in his hands. ThisContinue reading “Oddity on Brain (inspired by art from C0laj)”
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Summers
We used to live there, out in the water. Every summer, father would pile us in a boat, pull the string on the motor, and time would disappear into sun, water, and fresh seafood crackling on a propane fire. Years of summers I spent like this with nary a care and limitless sandbars to explore.Continue reading “Summers”