The natives were right to fear it.
In this post, I will be outlining a particular set of qualities or abilities which I would like to posses, and furthermore, propose them as the set which would qualify an individual to
Once upon a time, there was a little puppy. One morning the puppy woke up, took a big stretch with a satisfying yawn, and started to walk.
We heard it as if it flew from a distant memory, a memory of a place in which we all once dwelt long ago, in jungles and chasms far away in the mists of time, where the orchids bloomed in long sheets of pure white, without stain or blemish.
"Our familiarity with the larger domestic animals tends, I think, to mislead us: we see no great destruction befalling them, and we forget that thousands are slaughtered annually for food, and that in a state of Nature an equal amount would have somehow to be disposed of."
I know it in my heart that we shall never again exclaim with Kurtz or any of humanity those dreaded words: "The horror, the horror!" ...for to such an end we have labored."
It was 1995, the year after masses of people assembled to kill one another in the darkest jungles of the most misunderstood Continent ...
The return of Roundup Saturday (one day late) after a long hiatus has the US-China trade war, US political maneuvers, Big Tech news, and boxing speed bags...
"In high school, we used to choke each other out...and then the cheerleaders wanted to get choked out..." "Where did you go to school!?"
The Google cannot help itself: it has ignored its own former motto of "Don't Be Evil", and mistaken "untrustworthy interference" for "public good". Abandon it in toto.
Monologue given on July 7th to the esteemed members of the Positive Perspectives Book Club.
Vince slept restlessly, but eventually awoke before dawn to observe the meeting of the elders. After a brief morning ritual of cleanliness, Vince left his abode and still asleep wife. A figure, just
Host, Vox Veritas, returns from a brief hiatus to explore what he believes to be the central issue plaguing the Western Church today.
"To only accept as true that which I incontrovertibly know to be so..."
The following excerpt is a sample from the work in progress, "The Serpent and the Spear", a novel set in Manhattan in 1959 in the haze of a post-war euphoria, with business booming and not a care in the world.