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This is Turok: The Dinosaur Hunter I wrote her some prose - My cat dared to beseech my domicile, so my rage was fierce, and commanding. Many a moon has passed since the desolate days of Christ, but never have I witnessed such an infraction. My senses are now keen to vibrations, and a camera...

My friends and their likeness, melancholy dullness I call dreams, tiny whispers in a pestered mind, that multiplies in vagueness In a box, in a room, by myself tears are siphoned from ecstasy while a lovely maiden knocks at my door Teetering halfway in, I admit it, all I want to do is...

I believe the human psyche is weak and predictable, and I also believe human beings are on a path that is perpetually dangerous. Humanity can be broken down into 3 tiers: 1. Sex 2. Violence 3. Survival These are the basic foundations of the human condition, but popular opinion would...

One of my greatest pleasures is coffee, served in whatever fashion it may be. Cappuccinos, Frappuccinos, Lattes… it’s all good. Enhancing the quality of the brew tenfold is the outrageous vixen that serves them at my local brewery, but she’s another story entirely. I have a coffee every other...

My life is often governed by the urge to find a mate. If I could stick a pencil in my ear and sever the portion of my brain that pulses love and sex I would. There is a heavy weight on my chest that makes it hard to function, and I fear my despair is caused by loneliness. Yet, I am unwilling to...