The Definition of Stellar Bodies

In an inflating Universe
all the things that once were near me
are now somewhere nearer to their end.

Since my creation,
my definition has been debated:
planet or asteroid?
But despite the failure
of my categorization,
I am nonetheless subject
to a gravitational system
greater than myself-
good company in the growing void-
unless we see clearly enough
to change the Universe's definition
by the light of those stars
fueled on the stuff of my dreams,
those that will not leave me to the
endless black.

Dreamseed

As I navigate the incomplete biways
of the Dreaming,
a curtain of endless night
extends behind me,
its spectral talons reaching across
a vast unknowable expanse.
I have traversed through its ghastly secrets
but thankfully left its horrible wisdom behind.

He who dreams of the Otherworld

I was the owner of a curious little shop,
and customers were demons.
They came from Hell to buy my wears; Diseases and cancers that they wore as fashions in the Netherrealms. Symbols of prestige for which they paid me handsomely.


In other news, I think I am close to having a job.

Left Hand twitching

They spread like a fucking plague, a blight, a malignant fucking tumor.
The vector: Young, blonde American men, in their grey dress-pants and short sleeved, well ironed button down shirts, sporting black name tags, and their abhorrent, abominable, nausea-inducing expressions of friendliness.
The pathogen: the memetic cancers of religiosity they are attempting to implant into the populace.

Beyond the Wine Dark Sea

Its been ages... Hopefully someone remembers this blog exists.
Since the last post, I have been discharged from the military, followed by a process of reacclimation to civilian life which consisted of alot of me waking up in the middle of the night, thinking that it was my shift for sentry duty.
I thought that i was better than everyone else, that my cognitive processes would not be militirized. Its unavoidable. The environment has a way of rubbing off on you no matter how hard you resist.
I am currently in the process of reacquainting myself with square one.

But as difficult as things may be at times, i am never allowed to forget... In dreams of mine...

Nightmare's Milk

74 days left...
...thats what i have to keep telling myself...

You know the dreams you have where darkness slowly bleeds in, turning them into nightmares before you realize what has happened? This is the army right now... but its all over in a little over 2 months.

Im home now, working on contacts and resumes. Went to my first interview here yesterday. Pharmaceutical research company. Went rather well although i dont expect to hear back from them for a couple of reasons, both which have to do with my availability and their needs.


Saw Nightwatch (Nochnoy Dozor in russian)- a Russian dark fantasy movie, first of a trilogy. Probably one of the best dark fantasy movies ive ever seen. Has a few WoD elements, as well as the occasional Russian Orthodox moralizing, which doesnt stand out when the plot is based upon the struggle between good & evil. Character and story driven, no Hollywood fluff or testosterone. If you can find it, do see it.

Im not sure if any of you read the blog, so im not sure if i should keep posting here. Regardless... Im leaving for the island again on Sunday... back to the heart of darkness for me.

Liquid Snake

Internet Cafe.
Cappucino.
Mmmmm....

These are my last days in Rethymnon and on Crete. Being shipped off either to Samos or Lesvos, and my specialization is going to be rifleman. Cant do anything more complicated because of the time constraints, and i dont really care to to tell you the truth.
Graveyard shift guard duty, morons, lots of mud, morons, etc.

My shot is up to 78% from 72% and i hope to get even better, thats about as much fun as i get in the base. but i have to get mudded and rained on in ravines to go to target practice.

More later...