Musings from the Outer Worlds

  Their faces--no longer marred by the horror of Dream transfiguration--were still intact. What she had been afforded was a glimpse int...

What could no longer be called time passed nonetheless, replaced by a cold, lightless void with no activity save for perpetual dilapida...

You never believe in us. You assume we are made up, to explain the nature of man. Child, we are the nature of man, because we have infi...

All my life I've made arrangements for unwanted men. I thought, once upon a time, Mother was searching for one she could keep. But ...

Can a body be a forest? A deep dank overgrown woods? A tangled jungle of viscous vegetation that requires a machete to slash a pathway...

There is beauty and horror here, wisdom and madness, and I have drunk deeply of it all. Will you do the same?  But man is an arroga...

The impossible scenario witnessed by eyes wide with panic and ears praying for silence suggested truths the mad display confirmed. Every...