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what happens when we try to calculate a mad mans thoughts

What happens when we try to calculate a mad man’s thoughts

It was a miracle. Dr. Randleman had done it. He made thoughts visible…His achievement, AA numerical calculation of images and emotions. Dr. Randleman was a genius known throughout academia as a prodigy among Prodigies. Attending Harvard at fifteen, he graduated five years later with a masters in both cognitive psychology …

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my pillow has a voice inside of it

My Pillow Has a Voice Inside of It

I know this is going to sound crazy as hell, but… I think my pillow had something living inside of it. I’m aware that’s the strangest thing to say, but I don’t really have any other way to explain what I’ve experienced to this point. This all started a while …

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advice from my grandpa

Advice From my Grandpa

My grandfather was a deeply religious man. He never missed a service, and he always proved to be a beacon of everything his faith stood for. He seemed like a walking image of what one of the apostles was supposed to be. He had the look and actions of a …

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he who walks in choking rain

He who walks in choking rain

The seeping toxins of weaponized plague, flowing mercilessly into lungs begging for their salvation. The sea of gas blistering its way across the field of battle- it’s unprejudiced touch providing an agent of death in compatriotism with pain. A drowning of one’s soul as the gas puppeteers your body into …

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lone road

Lone Road

Driving. I always found driving peaceful. There’s something almost serene about just cruising along at a steady pace down a long strip of road. Coincidentally that’s exactly what I was doing on this cool September night. A little road trip I’ve been planning for awhile set me straight in the …

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Bunker in the Woods

My friends and I used to wander into the dark woods at night, wielding little more than our flashlights and overactive imaginations. It was the surge of adrenaline we needed, gained from harmless, nonexistent horror. Lucky for us, there was a forest bordering our neighborhood. It was full of ancient …

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