everythig I thouch dies!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The second entry in my ongoing series on apocalypse and ecocriticism is up on Entropy. This seems like the only thing I can work on right now so I’m just going to go with it.
skydeer helpking is a wonderful journal/book design experiment
I’m going to be writing about apocalypse, ecology and ecocriticism, literature, film, and probably other stuff in a regular column at the very rad new journal Entropy. I’m excited about this work and there are a lot of other very awesome contributors so please check it out if you like things.
This is the theme song of my column:
The Corpse of Our Separate Youths by Leif Haven
Good salsa has severed human thumbs in it. Supermarkets advertise that sort of salsa as ‘chunky’ via the chunks of human. Wedding nights require the good salsa. After a ceremony of needing to be beautiful the aftermath is something different. Things can get messy. Life is the best sort of mess. Everyone makes a different mess of their life. Right super powers make it easy to soar through life. Wrong super powers allow a person to become Aquaman, that lousy excuse for a superhero.
Youth smells good. People make movies about the young for everyone. The right youth make the movie right. Lighting helps too. With such young faces there is hope glimmering shining through the screen. Movie theaters turn off the lights so viewers can see the exact unfiltered glimpses of false fictional realities. Fiction asks a lot from its fans. Sometimes fiction even delivers.
Birds live in necks full of curry deep in fiction. Curry stores poorly in necks in real life. Many learn the hard way trying to store curry in their necks trying to spice things up. The spice of life means curry. Happy birds understand this well and choose to live in the curry necks. Angry birds simply jab at the necks. Furious at failing to receive any royalties from the “Angry Birds” game the angry birds stab at necks trying to get that sweet curry.
Omaha is full of blog. People resettle to the blogging capitals of the world. Many think New York and London are perfect blogging hotspots. This is untrue. America’s heartland is full of blog. For various tax reasons America’s heartland offers an unusually suitable blogging environment. Not boring but also not interesting America’s heartland is full of blogging opportunities. Lifestyle blogs are the best from places where people have lives instead of careers.
Tiny individuals create shantytowns inside of bigger people. Inside of everyone is an ecosystem offering economic opportunities. White bloods cells, red bloods cells, Holiday Inn, these forms around the highways of a person. Everyone loves knowing that miniscule creatures take care of them. Deep within a person are millions of cells each one alive full of promise.
Advice to offspring reflects the opinions of these inner ecosystems. No day is no-pants day except Saturdays. On Saturday anything goes. Right before the depression of Sunday a Saturday is full of opportunity. Burnt wreckage surrounding a house means scrap metal. Thanks to economic growth throughout the world scrap metal attracts serious interest. Priced right scrap metal will fly off the selves akin to birds flying to curry-filled necks.
Kissing necks is a form of affection. When someone’s neck is on the line that means it is filled with curry. Curry is delicious and nutritious, probably. Supermarkets across America sell curry for extremely expensive prices. Fortunately the curry neck is a way of avoiding those ridiculous supermarket prices. The only down side of a curry neck is the constant bird attacks. Inside of everyone the ecosystems continue until the birds get to them, carrying that living in another form
Beach Sloth reviews my Nap book.