We’re more than what we do.
Well, fuck them.Make it personal.
She and Torres have history all over the place. Stuck together in the data like tissues on a lap dance cabin floor.
Screams powering down to sobbing. The sickly stench of charred flesh made it across in ribbons to where I lay. It was like a homecoming.
Rage at injustice is a forest fire — it jumps all divides,even those between generations.
Lies are a precious currency—you have to be careful how and where you spend them.
Fact remains—launch determines orbit, and Torres got a launch in life that put him low and in decay from the start. You just give it time and watch the sky.
Choose your feelings as you would a weapon. This is what it is to be Majak.
Cordite-reeking
When they ask how I died, I said. Tell them: Still Angry.
They are what we once dreamed of as gods, mythical agents of destiny, as inescapable as Death, that poor old peasant laborer, bent over his scythe, no longer is. Poor Death, no match for the mighty al...
So where the fuck are you, Isaac? I can hear your breathing, I just need to see you so I can stop it.
Religion is funny stuff, and it has unpredictable effects on those who use it.
Kültür, kirli hava gibidir. Farkında olmasanız dahi etkilenirsiniz.
If they asked how I died tell them: Still angry.
I hesitated, pretending to weigh it up. What’s the deal in the bar? Ha ha ha. Someone had programmed a laugh into the robot. It sounded like a fat man drowning in syrup.
Humans, short- lived and locked out of the gray places for life, do not do well with uncertainty. If they cannot have what might, what could, what should, and perhaps most awful of all what should hav...
His companions stared at me like frightened children as I came down the stairs, like I’d come down to them on Pachamama’s Own Ladder to the Firmament—some dark spirit too tarnished and twisted with si...
But then that’s humans for you—never can trust the stroppy fuckers to live up to the stereotypes you assign.
At about the same time I was working out there were no wounds in my chest someone wiped a towel roughly across my face and I could see. I decided to save that pleasure for later and concentrated on ge...