“The blast blew a hole in the smack middle of the strange Utopia vision before him and shook the dust out of the plywood roof which rained down on his head in a barrage of spiraled tendrils. It was through… — Casey Fisher Copy Share
“And while we may never be able to wrap our minds around the thing itself, it is by the power of a story that… — Casey Fisher Copy Share Image
“Isn’t it odd that the same ratio that generates infinity also generates self-similarity?” — Casey Fisher Copy Share Image
“The blast blew a hole in the smack middle of the strange Utopia vision before him and shook the dust out of the plywood roof which rained down on his head in a barrage of spiraled tendrils. It was through a fit of coughing and ears ringing that Jarvis had returned to himself. Spirit, mind and body reuniting in a… — Casey Fisher Copy Share
“But then one voice arose from the babbling clamor to silence them all. It was a voice he hadn’t heard in a while. Steady and self-assured and not really worried about what bad things may or may not happen because bad things and good things seemed to always be taking turns anyway in what was really just the harmonic polyrhythm… — Casey Fisher Copy Share
“She finished cleaning him off and then held her baby boy up high to behold this new wonder in his full glory. The brilliant glimmers dancing upon the restive sea as his halo and the winged legions to announce and to extol his arrival and the eternal tide rhythmically whispering of deeds long foreseen. The light and the song and… — Casey Fisher Copy Share
“She had poofy, teased-out brown hair that bounced off her shoulders with every high-flying skip and on her t-shirt was a spiraled sun with little wavy lines jumping off it to match the little wavy distortions in the air that were jumping off her. It was pure, unbridled energy and the sound of it hummed in his ears like when… — Casey Fisher Copy Share
“But for reasons she would never be able to articulate to anyone, herself included, she took a few steps more into the despairing darkness… — Casey Fisher Copy Share Image
“Traffic slowed as they entered Fort Washakie with everyone rubbernecking the spirited powwow taking place in an empty field just off the main road.… — Casey Fisher Copy Share Image
“Humanity has been fetishizing the end of the world ever since we invented its beginning. It’s just easier to destroy it than to heal… — Casey Fisher Copy Share Image
