I am publishing a new novella. Triptycution is a portmanteau of triptych and execution. As such we have three-part novella on the phenomena of execution, the fear of those inflicted with it and of those dread beings who commit it. The question of suffering has been the most asked in history, but what of those … Continue reading Triptycution — new book
The typical pathol-… the typic-… the t-t-t-… tossed trail of breadcrumb-like pride-morsels now lead Hansel and Gretel back to your ancestral Black Forest: home of: you there Struwwelpeter, fingernails protracted, gnasher hygiene protested, you fuppering fairytale fool: a splooging spell, an eye-crossing illusion, a phantasmagoric veil in which questions of this or that are answered … Continue reading a letter to no one 8
First she saw the road to Vaucouleurs. Then she saw Charles make his solemn prayer, she saw the fall of Orléans, and the Burgundian army flee the field. She saw the archer stretch a smile as he pulled her off her horse, she saw the inquisitor’s proud compassion as he questioned her. And now she … Continue reading Joan
If a line be not directly pointed towards a point, it will go further away as it comes nearer. Conceptions 0. Good ideas are easier to hold onto than to find, so goes a popular justification for conservatism. And if considered reasonable then it’s inverse must also be considered, as a justification for progressivism, that … Continue reading Asthenocracy
Just as Dostoevsky's inquisition of Christ, so would the second coming of Van Gogh. Whatever the reaction of the world might be, it is certain upon arriving in the present that Vincent would begin to paint again. His pieces would sell tremendously well, and then not so well and finally at a pittance. Not only … Continue reading scholia 46
In confronting the Other there are only motives of assimilation or distinction, and between them a no man's land.
The ideologically obsessed look at the world as through the wrong end of a telescope, believing it is a microscope.
Finish my book and love the world, leave the house with a merry word, to spring from grave like Christ on Easter and greet my sourfaced barista. But it all falls down when I do, the judging glance I imagine a clue; Have I badly good, have I badly sinned? And why does my coffee … Continue reading Cavafy
She joins him in the restaurant booth, where he sits scribbling in a notepad. Startled, he smiles and puts away the notebook. She apologises for being late and asks what he was writing. "Just some ideas for a story, it's about a guy going on a date with a beautiful woman," he says and lets … Continue reading paracosmic goss
The latitudinarian cannot tolerate intolerance, as only intolerance is tolerable, and so dreams of a future where all believers respect equally each other's unbelief.