“And it is on this very day of an unnamed wave in the month of May that I begin my journey toward an unknown bay. Now the difference between this journey and the great quests of the likes of say … Continue reading When Imaginary (Rough Introduction)
“Spirits put me into a walking stupor. A real life lucid dream. I’m not dangerous….just sleeping while upstanding. A gleaming soothsayer with red cheeks and mundane reality.” – The Machinator “Just woke up from a sideways sleep. Blue moon passing … Continue reading Scraps
James Anybody is a short story/poem compiled from writings I did between the ages of 16 and 23. Rose and the Thornbush One day a rose bloomed in a thornbush. The rose was too beautiful for the thorns to understand…so … Continue reading James Anybody
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