“What is 2 + 2?” Winston turned the electrical machine on. The dial was all the way down. The woman giggled, “What would you like me to...

Strawberry “Why do you want this job, Cecil Caperna?” The rain was seeping through the drain, running all the way to toska. The woman...

What pops up in my mind when thinking of the void. Some discussion has been roaming around about my story, The Mermaid,  and my ongoing...

Mermaids slumber in the quatervois of spring “Why do you not submerge, sweet little things?” But they titter at one’s thanatophobia...

When I began studying Metaphysics and Phenomenology, I thought about the sensation of peripheral vision, of knowing something is there. Still, it sits behind a veil of what is to be revealed. The way I describe the metaphysical is like a net with a hole in it. When discussing philosophy, we submerge a net with a large hole into the water. We know we have caught something , but by the time we bring the net back up to the surface, the something has already swam away into the de