Three Hunters

Snow fell in drifting gusts. The midday sun just reached the forest floor’s whitening blanket. Two men grunted toward a clearing.

Memento {Essay}

We all lie to ourselves to be happy, don’t we?

From ashes to ashes, from the glowing dust off of stars, out of a daydream, back to a promised flesh. He’d returned.

~ On the cycle of consumptive and creative energy.

~ a poem about a light of consciousness in the sea of unconsciousness

~ an essay on the anime created by Hideaki Anno, Neon Genesis Evangelion (1995–1997).

~ the pilot discourse from a special think tank chosen to lead the world’s nations into the future.

{Experimental and atmospheric first-person shooter with no narrative, only bullets and lasers}

Everything else!

The relationship between mountains and dragons is as old as time itself.