What I Always Try To Do In

In The Deepest Places, Where Physical Norms Collapse Under The Crushing Water, Bodies Still Fall Softly Through The Dark, Days After Their Vessels Have Capsized. They Decay On Their Long Journey Down. Nothing Will Hit The Black Sand At The Bottom Of The World But Algae-covered Bones.

Someone Came In All Starfleet Badges Today. Not On My Shift, Sadly.' 'fascist,' Leon Had Said. 'why Are You So Prejudiced Against Nerds?' 'please,' Billy Said. 'that Would Be A Bit Self-hating, Wouldn't It?' 'yeah, But You Pass. You're Like, You're In Deep Cover,' Leon Said. 'you Can Sneak Out Of The Nerd Ghetto And Hide The Badge And Bring Back Food And Clothes And Word Of The Outside World.

I Think Science Fiction Is Very Bad At Prediction.

Perhaps The Window Is Not A Sun But An Asterisk, Interrupting The Grammar Of The Sky, With Me Sitting Below It Like A Footnote.

Art Is Something You Choose To Make... It's A Bringing Together Of... Of Everything Around You Into Something That Makes You More Human, More Khepri, Whatever. More Of A Person.