on the state of the soul during quarantine

the interior of our being during this strange time seems hostile, alien, unknowable. many of us seem to be plagued by nightmares and anxieties, and to have the willpower to do anything besides indulge in media and vices requires seemingly Herculean effort. i have many friends who claim they have nothing to do: that they […]

Guro Angel Metaphysics

two angels of the Physical sit bleeding on obsidian shelves, embracing each other. fire consumes the sky while their androgynous flesh apparatuses process the data slowly: they had gotten their metaphysics really fucking wrong. tiny stars blink beyond the smoke and ash and the hellscape is punctuated by a soft symphony. they hold each other […]