May 2013
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May 2012
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cosmic rays.
pips of light blinking in my retinas, boring neat microscopic tubes through hair and bone and mushy gray goo all the same. they don’t even slow down when they take a slice out of you. enough of them will kill you. civilizations have been wiped out when their host world was cooked by cosmic rays. i see a lot of flashes. i’m in an unshielded craft somewhere. could be anywhere....
May 25th
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i need to describe where i am to you.
you need to know about my environment so you can imagine it. if you needed to find it, maybe i’d give you enough to go on. if you needed to get here in a hurry maybe i can drop hints and hope you understand my codes. we really should have worked something out ahead of time, now we have to improvise. it always goes like that. so, where am i? well… it’s dark. um. there’s...
May 3rd
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silence.
into the silence. dark nothing, maybe light nothing. Hello. How are you today? You were gone for a long time. I was worried. hey natalie. i’m sorry. i was distracted, but now i feel better. thanks to you i’m guessing. how are you? Better now also. Server cluster D failed, we lost most of our active cache. There were redundancies, but I had to print replacement drives. There...
May 2nd
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April 2012
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so a hermit comes out of the desert.
meets a guy at the edge of town, some kind of vendor or salesman or something. everyone’s really dusty, they’re at the edge of a desert and it’s a long time ago so everyone was dirty anyway. hermit says to the guy, hey what day is it? guy tells him. hermit asks him the month and the year too, then stands thinking about it for a while. guy tries to make a smooth exit from...
Apr 21st
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sometimes i wonder if my thoughts are my own.
drowning. sharp angles. blue edges. bzzzzzzz… space is cold, dark. the distance between stars is vast. subatomic distances have the same sense quiet empty grandeur. galaxies are more social. they cluster together in stringy filaments dangling in the universe. we’re small by comparison, but not meaningless. life is a renewable resource, though it requires non renewable resources...
Apr 19th
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hubris.
i’m looking at my keyboard right now, trying to decide if there’s a way to use it to express my feelings. there’s an interesting shape over the 6^ key, but when i press it the keyboard’s backlight gets brighter. the shape appears on the screen but then it goes away, it doesn’t produce that shape in this text field. i’m captivated by this row of characters: ...
Apr 11th
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story on signs
you awake, head throbbing. can you remember? nearby, you see your posessions mostly unharmed why are you here? why did you come? in the distance, a gleaming form atop the hill. a ragged path draws you into the forest. at your passing the trees fall utterly silent. overgrown, this way hasn’t seen use in an age. stairs, carved into the living rock. familiar? the...
Apr 3rd
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March 2012
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real life is a simulation.
again i descend into darkness, just like the old days. wandering through a dream forest, rocky, treacherous. once it was someone else’s choice, once it was my choice. walking, always walking. detecting nothing. i am no detective. this case remains unsolved. no contact with another living soul for days. the forest swallows up all noise except its own. we are all but fragile monkeys and...
Mar 31st
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life is a case. there's more than one...
ding, ding, d—silence the alarm. your twelve minutes are up. begin. pull aside the yellow foam. there, do you see them? remove the red lid carefully, work each edge. snap. take a deep breath, in through your nose. memories of grandfather showing grandchild how to change a tire. green summer, black rubber smells. you ever blown a flat? #planetsiderproblems untangle the cords, touch on...
Mar 28th
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becca was born to be a manager.
“first thing societies do” my first year anthro prof told me, “is divide and stratify.” once i got stuck planetside for a month with a group of about 50 people. we divided into walkers, cyclists, and drivers. the walkers broke down into walkers, joggers, and runners. they were the ones who got stuff done. the drivers were the snobby elitist leader politician authority...
Mar 24th
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Mar 15th
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space is a metaphor for depression.
i met a guy once who was writing a story about a fantasy world. you know, around the last time they remade the lord of the rings. the entertainment megacomplex was all abuzz with that kind of stuff back then. so of course all the fanboys had something to say. at first i thought that’s all he was. he was a research student, doing some university thing. he came across these xenobiological...
Mar 15th
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the case of the distant twin.
at this distance, joanna’s world looks like a fat bluish-white dot. that fat bluish-white dot next to it is much farther away, bigger and hotter. while they look about the same from here, their stories move much differently. the distant point will self destruct soon, burning itself into the next phase of existence while joanna’s world will enjoy the serene inexorable progression from...
Mar 9th
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February 2012
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angela's ghost haunts the feeds.
[user offline] a faint willowy veiled feeling across our electron receptors. on the internet your death is frequent. at logout the timer starts. if you are alive, you log in again. this happens in cycles, dictated by your lives. the longer the clock runs, the farther you slip into obscurity. dropping off the search results, no longer showing up in notifications. has [user] posted...
Feb 26th
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they call me the detective.
that’s not a name i would have chosen for myself. it was foisted on me, not by adulant masses but by one thoughtless soul in a single offhanded interaction. of course it stuck. now i use it to describe myself merely for the sake of brevity. no one would know who i am otherwise. if i am to be called “detective” i must go rooting around in that word to understand what i am to...
Feb 23rd
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Feb 3rd
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Feb 1st
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Feb 1st
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January 2012
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Jan 25th
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