Sublime

Pyrrhic

The living stayed home, haunting the world of the dead like ghosts.

His farewell to a species turning from animal into data.

Does it represent the yearning for order, or the surrender to chaos?

Because he believed in wishes and magic, elder gods and deus ex machina salvation.

It would not have been Dane’s church’s planned end, their infolding of convolutes into the glint on a giant eye, when roaring perhaps at the surface the elder kraken might rise like belligerent continents and die, and spurt out like ink a new time. This would not have been that hallelujah-worthy end, but an antiapocalypse, a numinousless revelation

tenuous

Soon after, the account trailed off. It had a distinctly unreal quality to it, as if a fictionalized version of a real event.

Vladimir Ulyanov,