Sunday, June 26, 2016

You Have To Be Cool


“Hey, man, nice to meet you. Are you cool?”

“Uh, yeah, absolutely. I'm cool.”

“Cool. Do you mind if I just sit here on the steps? I shouldn't really leave the ship but, holy crap, I've been in there too long.”

“Sure.”

“Sit down, keep me company. Oh wow, it's so quiet here. This is really nice.”

“Yeah, it's usually pretty quiet. Why did y...”

“So nice. I could settle down in a place like this, you know? Is anybody selling their farm? Just kidding. I don't know anything about farming. I suppose it's a lot more complicated than it looks, right?”

“Yeah, it can be. So... is everything okay?”

“Oh, man, you have no idea. It's getting weird out there. Like, really weird. Some crazy shit is happening. Manifestations, recursive harbingers, fractal entanglement... well, I can't get into the details, but believe me, you should be glad you're down here and not up there.”

“If you say so. Are y...”

“What was that?”

“What w...”

“Shhh... Okay, it was nothing. Look at me, jumping at every sound. I'm losing it, man.”

“It's going to be okay. Nothing ever happens around here. Well, up until now.”

“I guess I just needed someone to talk to. This mission has messed me up. It's good to get a little perspective before I head out.”

“Cool. Are you going back to your home planet?”

“What do you mean? This is my planet.”

“What?”

“Sorry, PSYOP training kicking in. Forget I said that. Well, I should be going. Nice meeting you. I have to, uh, retract the stairs now. So I can take off. There you go. You might want to step back a little further. That's it. Have a good night! Thanks for being cool! Don't believe anything you hear!

Sunday, June 19, 2016

Do They Sort Themselves, Or Do We All Set Them Apart?


Work work work work work...”

“Yeah, that's good. You don't have to sing the whole thing. That was nice.”

“Thanks. So are you coming to the show tonight? I have a bunch more mash-ups I've been working on.”

“Actually, this is all really new to me and I'm just kind of settling in...”

“Okay. Yeah, it can be weird at first. At least the robes are comfy but these winged backpacks take some getting used to. The fog should burn off by noon, then you'll get a good look at things. There are plenty of empty bunks, just ask around at any tent. The parade is at three. Potluck at seven. Voting starts tomorrow. There are no gods. And soon enough we'll be moving on to the next... phase? No, the next step, that's what we're calling it this time.”

“And what about the...?”

“Oh, the fluctuating energy circlets above our heads? Nobody knows. Probably alien AI. They don't do anything. Just ignore them.”

“Great. So which tent is for the hot people?”

Sunday, June 5, 2016

Look At That Little Dipshit


“What...”

“I...”

“Sorry, go ahead.”

“No, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt.”

“I thought you were going to say something.”

“I thought you were going to say something.”

“Well, we seem to be caught in one of those moments.”

“Yes, I know what you mean. As if reality is breaking down somehow.”

“Exactly. The world seems fractured and crumbling.”

“But at least the social fabric has yet to break down.”

“Absolutely. Civilization remains.”

“No reason to give in to fear and madness.”

“We still have our humanity.”

“Hi, I'm a fire hydrant!”

“Shut the fuck up!”