Normally, I would have included a Greek choir at this point, and had them sing the song of roses and wine; but alas, dealing with four endings all of which could have been true, makes it a little difficult to have a choir sing a coherent song.
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A Post Modern Love story Part VII
Posted in a post mordern love story, tagged Alex Jones, fiction, humor, IKEA, NWO, peck on September 16, 2009 | 3 Comments »
A Post Modern love story part VI
Posted in a post mordern love story, tagged fiction, IKEA, Juice newton, love story, peck, wedding vows on September 15, 2009 | 1 Comment »
A Post Modern love story part VI (the finial insult)
A post modern love story Part V
Posted in a post mordern love story on September 12, 2009 | 1 Comment »
Sickly Pale Horseman: Entropy So, keeping in time with the above theme, we will call this first root of the decision tree, Entropy; The tendency for ordered states to break down into disorder. Order found locally is at the expense of global entropy and a decrease in global entropy must inexorably be matched by an [...]
Post Modern Love Story Part IV
Posted in a post mordern love story, tagged funny, gop, NWO, respect, you lie on September 10, 2009 | 2 Comments »
Σ Interlude Σ They are sitting across from one another, talking and laughing. A waiter brings new classes of beer and apple wine, then takes his leave. Justin is keeping a mental count of how much he is drinking, being that it is only 8:35pm and he has to work the next day, too much [...]
Post Modern Love Story Part III
Posted in a post mordern love story, tagged crack, fear, hunter s thompson, IKEA, love story on September 9, 2009 | 2 Comments »
Shall we leave this madhouse of absurd circumstance for a moment? Shall we venture forth out to the real, world, and watch from a god’s eye perspective what really is transpiring? Yes, we shall: if only to contrast the lunatic happenings inside with the relative banality of the moment. From our perch, outside of the [...]
Post Modern love story Part II
Posted in a post mordern love story, tagged ego, fiction, Love, NWO, story on September 8, 2009 | 2 Comments »
“You damn fool, I need to know what she was saying before, it might have been important. It might mean everything. You’re a goddamn idiot.”
Serialization of a short story.
Posted in a post mordern love story, tagged Alex Jones, drunk, ego, fiction, NWO, short story on September 6, 2009 | 4 Comments »
Could someone please tell me, why i am able to sell speeches for upwards of 1k a pop, but unable to sell a piece of short science fiction to save my life?
