The moon hangs like a guillotine blade tonight. As I wander in negative disposition, I'm bombarded by superlatives. Friends, now is a time of great dillusion. We must turn a blind eye to the frivolous allegations before us ( Read more... )

For weeks now, my confidant Pete Winarski has been trying to convince me to take our recruitment mission to cyber-space. I was skeptical at first. Why would I share intimate details of our plans, our manifesto with anybody with a computer to see ( Read more... )