Fractal Dance

The chicken felt uneasy the whole day. Something vile was brewing in its head, something that wanted to burst out and spill all over the world. The thing roiled and boiled in the poor chicken's skull but nothing would happen. Not until the night fell. Shortly after the sun had crept under the horizon, the … Continue reading Fractal Dance

So What’s My Problem with Death, Really?

This is the last post in these series that involves actual people dying. At least for a good long while, I hope. If you've been here before, you might know about Mates, Apacka and Berry. They were my friends, and they are all dead. They've gone way before the fickle beast of life expectancy statistics … Continue reading So What’s My Problem with Death, Really?

Night Mass

One starry night, the deer decided to serve a mass for himself. Strange, isn't it? Then again, is there anyone who has never done such a thing? Even the living bones torn from your own body can be a treat if you sugarcoat them well enough. Only the owl knows better. The painting reproduction used … Continue reading Night Mass

So What’s My Problem with Death, Anyway? (3/3)

If one death post a day is not enough for you, then you've just got lucky! In November 2017, I learned about another way too early departure of someone I knew. I was in Tokyo on a business trip. It was a crisp and unusually clear morning, with the rising sun painting the sprawling megalopolis … Continue reading So What’s My Problem with Death, Anyway? (3/3)

So What’s My Problem with Death, Anyway? (2/3)

Here we go, it didn't take that long to break my vague promise of posting regularly every #GruesomeFriday. I'm one week late due to traveling and general laziness, but let's agree there is always time to make up for such sins, shall we? To remind you what this is about - welcome to the second … Continue reading So What’s My Problem with Death, Anyway? (2/3)