Metal Gear Control

~ essay on Metal Gear Solid V

Writs of Dawn

The words flowed out once more.

Bob walks over to the table and sits down.

Essay on Samurai Jack ~

~ a poem about reality

Death is not the real loss.

The warrior bore witness to the bloody river of life’s progression.

~ adapted from a dream

Musings on the Blade Runner films

I am from Outside. Outside all of this…