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Fractal Realities: Point of Inflection
In mathematics, a point of inflection is a point on a curve where the concavity of the curve changes, a momentary point where the slope of the curve is equal to the slope of its tangent at that point. Points of inflection mark the transitions between upwa…
Posted 6 years ago -
Elements of Us All (2)
Have you ever wanted to fly?
Well let me tell you how to jump.
The weightless and dragging feeling.
When will the wind catch?
Do I want a bird, plane or Aladdans carpet to catch me?
Which could save this moment?
I didn’t want to fall through air, but soar…
Posted 5 years ago -
My Little Corner of the Universe
She lay on her new planet. How wonderful it was to have her own planet, as she'd always deserved. Really, she had an entire solar system all her own, but it was just a tiny corner of the infinite universe.
One day, she wanted to have more. But this was en…
Posted 6 years ago -
At the Last Moment
"- Come in, I've lost your signal. I say again, -"
I stopped when my partner put a hand on my shoulder.
"You're scaring the civilians."
I let go of the transmit button with some reluctance, suddenly aware that wide-eye stares were following my pacing o…
Posted 6 years ago -
But words can never hurt me
Disrespectful
Apathetic
Noisy
Tough
Evil
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Decent
Astute
Notable
Thoughtful
Effective
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Lazy
Insipid
Zero
Bum
Embarrasing
Timid
Homely
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Lovely
Interested
Zealous
Bright
Energetic
Tolerant
Humble
Posted 8 years ago -
Smoke Merchants

He winds his way through the chaos, trying to avoid bumping into anyone. Such a thing is nigh impossible here. But it hardly bothers him. Here, anonymity is paramount.
Finally, he reaches a dark corner where two grey men sit. He sits across from them, a…
Posted 8 years ago -
Surroundings
I whip my jeep faster around the turn than I should. I get a little impatient, but when I pull in and see his car, that head of tangled hair bent over a book, his recognition and heartfelt grin, I can't help myself. He makes my heart beat, dark and dashin…
Posted 11 years ago -
Shade
Night clings to the forest like a shroud. The darkness is nearly absolute, the silhouettes of the trees only just a hair's-breadth deeper black.
The sounds of life are everywhere, however. The chirps of insects and the calls of nocturnal predators. Th…
Posted 9 years ago -
A Bad Trip
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Posted 9 years ago -
Erosion
Sleep steadily slips from my aching eyelids
desperate for one more hour of escape
of reflection
of processing the pounds of pressure I'm currently cracking
under waters,
rapids, and riptides hidden in the depths of a "simple request for information regard…
Posted 8 years ago -
Sarah's Garden
"This is my garden, now," explained Sarah, gesturing expansively at the tiny fenced area. "Mommy said so," she continued, pointing back towards the ivy-covered house set back across the pasture, in a stand of trees.
Gus, her equally-young companion, sh…
Posted 8 years ago -
Nothing I'd Rather
There's nothing I would rather see
Than your smile as you walk to me
There's nothing that I'd rather do
Than have the guts to run to you
There's nothing I would rather say
Than "I love you; don't go away"
There's nothing in my future left
I've got no cour…
Posted 8 years ago -
Night Sky
The sky is amazing. So many stars. A view you will never see living your whole life in a city. I must be a hundred kilometres or more from the nearest town of any size. The night of the new moon, too, means a view that too few people in this world ever ge…
Posted 11 years ago -
Don’t Look Down
I walked through your ear drum
Headed straight for your Parietal Lobe
Deliciously discordant echoes bouncing
Through the hallways of your soul
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I strolled into your Frontal Lobe
Music wafting in louder from
Somewhere beneath your bleeding heart
I glance…
Posted 8 years ago -
Quoth the Raven
I laid on my back on the forest floor, the deadfall beneath me striving vainly to push me closer to the sky. Perched above me a black raven rested on a branch, peering intently down at me, just as it had for the last two hours. The creature never moved, n…
Posted 8 years ago -
unravel me
unravel me without delay
with batting thread and macrame
my mental health's unmade today
and rapidly I start to fray
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the stomach acids eat at me
my eyes lose focus and can’t see
my skin is sloughing off so free
cascades of wellness one two three
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today…
Posted 8 years ago -
a cloth airplane, aloft!
A flight of fancy.
I was walking listlessly one day and passed someone's private boat in their driveway. The boat was covered by a tarpaulin, light blue. I've seen cars, motorbikes, and even buildings covered with cloth, too, at times. For their protectio…
Posted 7 years ago -
Blowing Positive Smoke
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Posted 8 years ago -
Better Broken
Sometimes broken means better
sometimes failure means experienced
means strong enough for the storm
brave enough for the waves of tears
weathered enough for the strikes of shame
hardened enough for the echoes of failure
fierce enough for the icy rejection…
Posted 8 years ago -
Unlikely Romance
Hey ditty ditty, the cat or the kitty
the cow jumped over the moon
But her heels didn't make it
So she hid under a blanket
And vowed to never leave her room
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The stars twinkled harshly
The moon asked her nicely
but the cow stayed locked all away
Until th…
Posted 8 years ago -
Hraz'Elarion: Tail
Now ain't that a curious sight.
Therin watched the fire from the alley. His eyes used to heavy darkness, he easily spotted the young half-elf, soot barely visible againt his dusky grey skin. Pulling his collar about his face, he pursued the boy.
A…
Posted 10 years ago -
Carving Post
I said nothing to the god, merely turned my back to it and stepped to the golden post from which the spectre of death continued to emanate. The fleshing blade was still in my hand, and using the curved tip of that sanctified steel, I drew the point along …
Posted 7 years ago -
Pain Changed Us
Aug. 10 2016
I put my pieces back differently after we left each other shattered.
So when I see you again my heart races but not in the same rhythm.
When you speak, I hear your words but your voice is different.
When I try to talk, almost everything…
Posted 9 years ago -
The Eye in the Drain
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Posted 8 years ago -
Postmaster
In the entrance hall of the building, Beckton stayed as flat as possible against the wall and risked a look out of the open doors.
It was chaos. Cars were on aflame, filling the otherwise overcast palette with fiery yellow and rich orange tones. He could…
Posted 7 years ago