In the beginning, there was nothing, only The Twins. On the left was Logos. On the right, Pathos. The two lived in harmony, each letting the other do as they wished. But the space before the universe was born remained empty. Continue reading “A Modern Myth For Our Modern Universe”
Then, slowly, a light began to grow. The light was brilliant, but fringed at the edge with hints of blues and purples and greens and yellows. Within the slowly growing lights, there was a small, faint hum. As the light grew, so did the hum. The hum grew louder and became a melody. If you paid close attention, you could note that the colours danced to the tune, rising and falling in shades, tones, and accents. Continue reading “In The Beginning”
My life in a parallel world sucks.
When I made this journey, I dreamt of better things, bigger things, than I have in my own world. Maybe a larger house, with a yard that stretched for miles. Perhaps I had my dream job, and was world renowned for my success. I had dreamt of this, but I was so very wrong.