squirracle (skwûr-kl) n. Divine intervention that allows an ordinary gray squirrel to survive eight lanes of rush hour bumper to bumper traffic on I-95 in Woburn, MA.


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Operating Fifteen – Part I – Streaks

“Do you think they’ll come back?” Bright streaks of orange and blue flashed South across the afternoon sky illuminating the base camp in deep, contrasted hues. Crackling could be heard as the dry air was torn apart, violently giving way to the objects. Things had drastically quieted down in the past forty minutes as the […]

I am disturbed.

So does the man realize that he is afraid? How many times will the thoughts pound through his mind before denial evaporates and fear takes over. For that fear drives him and it is dangerous when drive is not understood. This is the way of his path. This is the path of his pain. This […]

I can’t feel my soul.

Chaos brings things together in such a way that I cannot believe they are random. For this reason to hold true, many constants must unify in motion. Such an interaction requires heartfelt thought, desire and an honest desire to create. These are the things to which I devote myself.

Does your stomach respect you?

Thousands of takeout mothers swarm in their sport utility vehicles each day. Children laugh and play as pound after pound of greasy sludge is ingested. Standing in line for sub par food is a daily occurrence as the media brainwashed gleefully purchase the value meal that they are hopelessly loyal to. Convenience is the prime […]

What is that white buzzing?

The constant chatter of ignorance eats away at the hairs in my inner ear. It takes a lot to annoy me, but this time she has gone too far. Many people are unintelligent, and that is fine, but there is absolutely no excuse for stupidity. Ignorance for the sake of simplicity of life should be […]

Where are my shoes?

Things change. They always do. For as sure as the night sky glistens with infinite points of light, I will look back at myself and realize that I have not become what I had expected. For that is not a bad thing, only the sweet realization of reality. And now, encapsulated within this reality, I […]

clay kitties

i had a dream about clay kitties last night . we didn ‘ t have enough kitties running around the house , so i made some out of clay . then i had to build a garage to keep them in because they were leaving stains all over the rug . the garage would have […]