I declare that The Beatles are mutants. Prototypes of evolutionary agents sent by God, endowed with a mysterious power to create a new human species, a young race of laughing freemen.
Not saving you from this storm, mutant, he said. Saving you for your later fate, we are.His voice was weirdly inflected and metallic, like an automated answering machine.Oh, good. Yoda captured us, Fa...
Last night I encountered a dream cat with a very long neck and a body like a human fetus, gray and transluscent. I don't know what it needs or how to provide for it. Another dream years ago of a human...