There's nothing here yet.Right. There's nothing here yet. There will be. Probably some writing, maybe even some art. And by that, I mean pictures of swords. Shut up. No, you're a dork.
Whatever. I'll be back when I have stuff I like enough to post.
Moment.Who is this girl? What does she mean?Moment.
Her name is Alice McGee (She always said her name was a joke) and she’s the most important thing in the world to me.
Why is this important? Right now, I mean? Does it require immediate attention?
A bus.
Connect the dots, Jake.
Speed. Movement. She wasn’t looking.
We were dancing. Cavorting, really. Down the street. She stepped out into the road.
And back in.
And out.
And in.
Laughter. We were both laughing. I felt happy. Floating on air.
I can feel my bon
ResponsibilityFalling.Responsibility
The wind. Rushing.
Get ahold of yourself. Think.
This is really messing up my hair.
No, think!
Oh, wow, damn. Okay. Um. I appear to be falling from a great height. The ground is really far away. This is good, for now. Fairly soon, it might get kind of dicey, but focus on the good, Benjamin. Think.
How did I get here?
…Hard to tell. That’s not very helpful, is it?
I didn’t think so. Okay. Okay. What do I remember before? A party. Good. Think harder. Make the connections. Remember.
Her. The g
ProphetHe looked me right in the eye. There was a glint of... madness.Prophet
"Allow me to maybe explain. The first moment of my transcendence I really remember is very, very distinct. I am on a grassy lawn. It's at my place of work. I have just finished watering the plants on the porch. We don't sell plants, but the bossman liked plants. He thought they'd bring more people in. Looking back, I've absolutely no idea why he thought potted plants outside our store would encourage people to come into Radio Shack, but he was the boss, not me, you know? So the first thing I did every day, I'd water the plants.
"But moving on, I remember
Kids Say the Darndest ThingsIt was the end of the world.Kids Say the Darndest Things
Seriously, that’s all we knew. There were no news reports, no scientists crying, “The end is nigh!”
First we heard about it, the sky was falling. Great blocks, similarly sized but in varying patterns were crashing down, shaking the earth like the footsteps of Atlas himself.
Cities were leveled. Houses, businesses, the blocks didn’t care. They tended to land vertically, and as they were wider than they were tall, they were fairly easy to get out of the way of, provide you saw where one would land. They weren’t giant. Only about twenty feet wide, very eas
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Starving artist
I'll definitely put more up from time to time, but I can't promise I'll be the most prolific person on DA. You know, what with my rigorous standards of quality and all.
please?
I love you.
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Better to light a candle than to curse the darkness.
I support $jark
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