Fried brains and Sam
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During transport, I had a moment to reflect on my lofty dreams of escape, and how — despite a string of follies — I was about to try and destroy physical reality. Me, some...
Thank you, and good luck
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This may well be the last article I ever write for the Manitoban. And while I didn't say everything I wanted to say, I hope that I said something that struck one of you...
Fried brains and Sam
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As I went in no particular direction, for no particular reason, sifting and sloshing my mass of formless molecules through some kaleidoscope reality, I was reminded of a song by this guy I'd met...
Sacred Portal
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Nothing is stable . . .
Not a thought, nor whim, nor prayer.
Too many inexpressible feelings.
I stomp the ground.
Ahh there it is . . . stability.
I stomp again. And again.
Reality frays.
Nothing is...
Fried brains and Sam
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Being whizzed through realities in a trillion tiny pieces at the speed of thought is an indescribable experience. Think about it for a moment and you may remember it, though I'm doubtful. But think...
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Fried brains and Sam
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I vanished once before — when I was first given my place in Heaven. Despite my babbling fear, the young man who processed me was totally unsympathetic to my plight. At the time I...
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