Honestly I don’t know where I was going with this, but if I’m looking for someone to blame I would say, walking my dog, The Truman Show, and lastly Rick and Bubba. The Tubes… not against TV or the Internet, I love porn, but politics, blah.

Miracles do exist and it doesn’t hurt to believe in them.

Poetry.

An (almost) nonsensical poem I wrote a while back.

A "what if" senryu.

Biology… the mere thought makes me want to vomit blood, and the sight but more importantly the knowledge of such blood makes me wish I was never born. My Enemy Within… and I know now that it’s not me and not even within anymore but without anyone.

With little much of effort, and if we work together as a team we can do anything we want to.

You can barely hear my gears move.

What would you do?

This is the termly report on Humanity (Sub-Section: United Kingdom), compiled by the Intergalactic Association. The story begins out in deep space…