It would be scary, either way—but when time draws near, you need all the help you can get.

Uvi Poznansky and Zeev Kachel, Home

Consider also:

  1. Summary for the week ending Dec 25, 2016
  2. I’m not Jesus
  3. “She creeps alive upon the tawny sands, False glittering woman, girt about with lies! She steals toward me, the tigress sleek and fierce! Destroying devil, with long sinuous hands And hate triumphant in blue-murderous eyes! I nerve myself to spring upon and pierce With maddening fangs those firm white bosom towers, To tear those lithe voluptuous limbs apart And glut my ravening soul with vengeance. Heart Quickens as she draws near; the scent of flowers Breathes round her damned presence. Shall she live To triumph with those tainted lips of song — She whispered ‘Dearest, I have kept thee long’. I flung myself before her, ‘Love, forgive!'”
  4. “Fleet of foot, I ran in the dream. My paws flew, chasing elusive deer hide. My nose smelled deer, on top of a multitude of smells.”
  5. “managing the Infernal Factory, where the bad elves specialized in making battery intensive toys with sharp points and lots of choking hazards.”