OK, so the crux is: the world is about to end again. Not in a religious apocalypse, but a political apocalypse involving mankind’s most deadly weapons. As usual, it seems inevitable through and through. But! There is a chance. Our onrushing doom appears to have something to do with a network of disgruntled ghosts preparing …

Rules in General Suit the length of a story to the occasion. Don’t launch into a long one if a series of interruptions is inevitable . . . Don’t make a group a captive audience by repeating a story from the beginning for the benefit of one newcomer or by telling a long tale that …

Today was a terrible day. Massive relapse in almost every respect, total paranoia exploding from every orifice to the point where I could barely function. I was hanging around an un-named individual who described himself as a “conspiracy theorist” and believes a lot of crazy things regarding being monitored at all times as secret unmarked …

He likes to tailor his sermons to me by directly responding to arguments about belief, faith, and Christianity that he assumes that I hold, in an attempt to dissuade me from my views while also trolling me at the same time. On occasion he will throw out his entire outline and sermon plan in order …

Dreamed the Apocalypse was occurring again. This time I was obsessed with recognizing the very clear signs of its approach, such as certain scriptures of the Torah being recited in a certain way while weird obscure paintings were restored to perfection; and everyone stood around chanting as peregrines landed in our midst to signify the …

The Brother, that is: Poet-Laureate of the Post-modern Counter-revolution. I am supposedly a member of this “post-modern counter-revolution” because I have accepted the statement: “There is truth.” He is possibly as strange as I am, and has a vast amount of knowledge on a wide variety of subjects. Three Random Facts Gleaned from the Brother: …