Over the years he had re-written how is
mind worked. The limits of possibility were not based on what had
happened to him, or to others, but from a framework of nothingness to
everything or anything. It made relating to others difficult – not
to mention being able to communicate the scale he was considering.
There was no common vocabulary. It was the difference between
working with a dozen wooden blocks, or a ton of sand. After a while
he didn't want to bother to dealing with the wet blanket of
non-possibility that most people seemed to be – he'd rather rebuild
the whole universe in his mind.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
Grey Shadows
Oily jazz staggered out of the club like a cutoff drunk, angry and directionless. The shadows around here had names. Lex was the dark sp...
-
“Path Generator error 402. Target not found. Try again?” Time travel was never meant to be mainstream, but eventually it was. It too...
-
This is a BTS post. (not the band but behind the scenes). I've been told that some of the spacing on the stories is a bit hard to read...
-
The bridge of a Lordek starship in combat wasn’t the best time for a lengthy discussion. Communication pheromones were hard to release...
No comments:
Post a Comment