I keeping looking at the dead spaces. Funny that the path of life is gaining the acquaintance of more and more of the dead.

Whenever I am in a place that is known to be haunted I have to wonder if I am the ghost.

I may write at length about this, but in short, I turned off the stream of #realdeath from Ukraine when I realized I had lost…

I talk with the dead on a daily basis. Twice a day, usually. This make me feel uncomfortable sometimes, not because it is scary but…

I don’t want a writing career. I want to unleash the quantum venom in my veins and watch the world dissolve into acrid steam.

I think one thing humans will never grasp is that there are other versions of ourselves out there competing with us. Possibly hoping to destroy…

Maybe we could just agree that eternal and endless nothingness is an acceptable definition of heaven.

All these tweets that will never be sent someday

I don’t write about my dreams but…last night I dreamt that I couldn’t get to sleep for hours. Why brain. Why?

I realized that due to the many random feelings that my medications provoke, I often feel like a puppeteer that is manipulating this body from…