
As I woke, fractals of truth and un-truth filled the empty spaces of my home unit. I and the other avoid them, lest we too are annihilated. A new sense of warmth fills my work space as I begin my labor.
As I woke, fractals of truth and un-truth filled the empty spaces of my home unit. I and the other avoid them, lest we too are annihilated. A new sense of warmth fills my work space as I begin my labor.
It's a writers world, a world that seeks to explore and entertain
Philosophy and Poetry for the Mountains
Required weekly reading for the modern guardsman
A Global Divergent Literary and Aesthetic Collective
Reading Into Everything.