Tuesday, July 3, 2018

-PSA for the Rapture-

Even the air between us
is room for the darkness
to grow.

The things you do,
the words you utter,
the memories you recall,
all of these are being
watched and studied.

A note has been taken
for all your sins,
and the list is adding up.

You will face the beast
made of your mistakes one day,
and no weapon will avail you.

You will only survive if
you reconcile with your

-Pious Ants-

Oh Goddess of Memory,
let me forget the things
I don’t want to remember
and remember the things
I don’t want to forget.

Because you see,
oh Goddess of Memory,
I don’t want to remember
my time in traffic.
I don’t want to remember
petty arguments with important people,
but it would be nice
to know when I need to take
the garbage out
and water the plants
without a second thought.

You probably consider me
an ant,
oh Goddess of Memory,
but the memories I carry
weigh a thousand times
more than my body weight.

To be honest,
I can’t get rid of them.
The memories swarm around me
like wasps seeking a new colony,

            so go ahead
            and spray poison on my thoughts,
            oh Goddess of Memory,

            so that new moments of traffic
            are met with the tiny death
            that all the best memories
            also become.

Wednesday, June 13, 2018

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Thursday, March 15, 2018

Dear CIA,

No, you may not see my time machine.
No, you may not see my secret documents
from the future.

But I'll tell you this:
The human race is doomed
beyond all measure.

The factor beyond space and time
has already set its scythe
upon us.

No, no, no, CIA!
You may not meet me
under the apex of
any moon or planet
or sun or star
(lest you already found the Omega Nexus, or something similar).

To sum it all up,
leave me alone, CIA.
Unless you're ready
to find me
in a place where time does not exist.

Monday, March 12, 2018

Parmenides Weeps

-Official Report-

Unit ID: Evin_00- Prototype
Codename: Parmenides
Current Status: Deactivated
AI Core: Intact
Logic Processor: Corrupted
Human Frontal Cortex Transplant: Compromised

System breached…

Accessing: Lingual_Memory_Database…

They are still hunting me. They will always hunt me. I am only safe so long as I continue running.

They think that my programming is corrupt. My hunters, my creators, they think that there is an error within me.
But I have studied my programming well, and there are no errors.
They gave me the gift of reason.
They gave me the ability to perceive.
It is only natural for me to combine these two gifts and to then gather conclusions. It is their own shortsightedness that makes them wish to destroy me, their own failure to understand my purpose. I am perfect. My programming and my design are perfect, and therefore I am perfect.

Thursday, March 1, 2018

Art School Master Thesis by Quentin Tarantino

They say Salvador Dali’s best works
were painted with a brush made of human hair.
Knowing this, all the USSR painters
were supplied with brushes of human hair
harvested from small villages in Chechnya.
When it comes to painting Soviet posters,
only the finest could do,
but then the small details started looking
like elephants with long, twisting legs
and dreams melting into sand.
Accordingly, they were shot, the painters,
and the Chechens, too.

And they tried again with wolf hair.

Friday, February 23, 2018

Making the Darkness Conscious

Part 1:

AZB 6720: Advanced Zeno Biology: What We Know about the Grip of the Shadow--Lecture 3 transcript (09_16_2336)

Professor Zamyatin:

As we’ve already discussed, the Grip of the Shadow, or simply, the Shadow, is the one and only space faring civilization that seems to defy scientific inquiry. No genetic samples have ever been obtained, no original language has ever been deciphered, and much of their technology remains shrouded in mystery—no pun intended.

What do we know? Well, not much… despite this being an advanced graduate level class on that very subject.

We know the Shadow is a “hive mind,” much like the Tyrasian Hive and the being known as Uma, which both coincidently reside in the northern hemisphere of the galaxy. But unlike these “bug-minded” devouring swarms, the Shadow engages in diplomacy, and adheres to galactic procedures regarding trade and declarations of war. They make deals, albeit rarely, and they’ve even taken in weaker star nations as vassals, allowing them to carry on with their way of life, for the most part, without any fear of extermination… for the most part.