All posts tagged Austin

Preparations

I have passed the first checkpoint. The plan is indeed possible. Preparations begin in earnest.

The Only Way Out is Through

The stream of time hit a nexus and, like an arrow striking ice, it splintered into five possibilities. I slipped into the most difficult crack, the choice hardest to make.

Like the Cylons, I have a plan.

And I am so sorry, my friends. I’m so sorry.

I must raze Caprica and follow the Eye of Jupiter.

Gumdrops

About two years ago I lost the ability to fly. Not like Superman, nothing so impressive. Just a loose kind of upright hovering, as though my heart were suspended from a cloud passing high overhead. The onsets came unannounced: Electricity warmed my spine and I simply inhaled, drifting upward, dangling until I could push off a nearby wall or streetlight.

It unnerved passersby. Spontaneously flying people were unsafe or at least untrustworthy. Continue reading →