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The Greengrocer washed his hands in cabbage juice every morning; It gave his skin that crisp yet supple flavour one looks for in a father figure. He had hoped this would improve his, frankly, dismal yam sales, but alas it only hastened his metamorphosis into "that woman." You know the one. Regardless, he clung to the hope of better days, neglecting his duty to open the store from 6 AM as advertised (which as we all know i...

It started with a whisper. A subtle phrase ripening within my conscious mind. “Devour the world,” it said. Slowly I rolled out of bed and dragged my limp body across the weathered linoleum floor to the edge of the room. It was almost midday. “Too early for that,” I thought to myself. For hours each day I would lay there, half-asleep, staring at the flakes of dust that become visible only in the sunlight, in the decaying r...

Christopher's Toil

his recent lack of human contact had done little to dispel the myth...

A gentle breeze rustled the leaves which had been scattered haphazardly around the secluded woodland cabin. The local druids knew that the spirits of the trees from which the leaves had been collected would wander the nearby environment to watch over their every fallen stipule and bract. Of course, the reason for enticing the tree spirits to this incidental vigil over the dwelling was to ward off unwanted creatures who ma...

The journey truthward is undertaken along a tortuous path connected along the way to the many avenues of ideology.One must be fervent to maintain the path you set out on against the arresting appeals of false understanding which beg at all sides for your surrender to their embrace.Comfort is found in their pervasive viewpoints which set the world in such a way that it can now be understood completely through the lens of c...

Order is the semblance of understanding, like a sturdy ship upon which we sail precariously above the oceans of suppressed concerns.The steady sway of the ocean can appear as an alluring expanse of conquered space until at once, the unexpected dangers of our subconscious appear, like a subaqueous predator, transforming our reality into an entirely unknown terrain of terror. The structure of our presuppositions upon which...

Several times a month, Pete the village tailor would take the afternoon off work to meander through the streets and along the refreshing country trails. Today was one such day.Exiting the front gate of his small cottage home, Pete breathed in the fresh dawn air. The smell of field flowers and morning dew filled the breeze, creating the atmosphere of elation to which Pete always looked forward with anticipation.He began to...

It was precisely that which had been implemented to prevent the disaster which ultimately ensured it. The great minds of old, abandoned to dusty shelves and the weathered ways of some, shone beyond the populace.War to end war.Theft to end theft.Slaves to their desire, their noble goal distorted.The road to hell is paved with good intentions. 

Delusion.It exists, at least to some degree, before us all, shaping our perceptions to varying degrees, allowing one to hold so steadfast to a position which denies the humbling reality of honest introspection.Yet, it is through the apathy of others that such deceptions persist throughout, unchallenged for want of integrity or desire, knowledge or power, respect or honesty.And so, it is inevitable that at such a time whic...

The frivolous waste of the upper echelon is what fuelled the re-emergence, but it was not what sparked it.Seven wispy whispers fell from the mouths of the reformers, eroding the long-lasting stability of the fringe. Only the ebbing congeries remained to till the torn totem. If Friday began before the last, it would have none to witness the withering clouds of disdain beyond the slaughter. Only severance remained as hope f...

It is the way in which the world has become. Five frights and a minority rest. The swirls of feeling in the lights, summoning the thoughts of the younger, illuminating those of the elder in a short, yet magical revolution that only touches the surface of reality. It is rare to become, and though it's veracity ignites the passions of all, it is but a spark that appears and is then gone, like the life of one without yet abo...

There it was, a viscous blob of limber elasticity capable only of thought and some kind of irregular nebulous form of motion, perceiving the world yet barely influencing it. It spent its time floundering around the park, observing the quotidian routines of the proletarians in their mundane and monotonous undertakings, yet it felt drawn with interest and was intrigued to know more of the lives of these hoi polloi. It desir...

Slowly, Jim and the wizard ascended through the roof of the house and began to undergo metamorphosis into their true reptilian form. Meanwhile, the young man without a face had the Senior Horse tied to a candy pole, ready for the removal of its lymphatic system and modification of the genetic structure to become the Second great liver bomb of the Pancreas Province. The wizard and Jim had no idea how to make Steak Diane......

As Jim entered the room, he noticed the Senior horse had dissappeared. The room he had just walked into was full of albino walruses excreting donkey livers.As Jim flopped around the room, the Tall Wizard of the library appeared behind him, Screeching the words of the polish national anthem, "Jeszcze Polska nie zginela,Kiedy my zyjemy!Co nam obca przemoc wziela,Szabla odbierzemy!""Hello there wizard!" said Jim, "do you kno...

Jim and the young man backed into the corner of the cave. "Hello my young liversquabs, what may I do for you and your friend," exclaimed the Senior Horse as he vomited midget Llamas from his third mouth on his earlobe."Great and powerful Senior Horse, we seek the ale-producing doorknobs that legend say can be found in the Pancreas Province!" replied Jim."Yes," continued the horse, "the knobs do exist, in the holiday home...

"Good sir!" exclaimed the young man, "I know of such doorknobs! They can be found in the Pancreas Province in the den of Fruit cakes!"The tall wizard turned to the man and began to urinate. All of a sudden, the floor began to shake as a piddle-portal to the multiverse opened up.Jim and the young man were thrown through the portal with the force of a thousand elephant tusks and were brought before the mystical rabid gerbil...