husserl's phenomenology

I used to set this one for second year undergraduate creative writing seminars on writing science fiction on a double bill with Octavia E. Butler's "Bloodchild" and no-one here gets out alive.

I paused the robot vacuum so I could listen to this 1950’s story predicting the robot vacuum.

I want to live in whatever world that person is in where So Many Stories have main characters with zero interest in romance.

I think the biggest effect Sense8 had on my life is me saying "I see you, villain" whenever I am dealing with anything that mildly inconveniences me

i remember july like it was yesterday

at the start of every month everyone reblogs some insane poetry that’s like “august has arrived and again I swallow my bones in the burning sun” and every time I’m like damn that makes no sense. but kind of true.

Happy august has arrived and again I swallow my bones in the burning sun day

i need to get off tumblr i’m at the aquarium admiring the fish and my brain goes “posts that make you want to get in the water” what are you talking about. these are live fish in the room with you. what post.