Optimism is not for the faint-hearted; Optimism is a reservoir of complexity, In which elopes, per se, with one’s elan to see a light       at the end of a tunnel. It’s not only unfortunate that we reside in a world flooded with fear and pain, It is also unfortunate that we are biologically forced to fear       in some way via the...Learn More

Who are they to condemn (post)humanity – An institution of life beyond the keyboard, beyond the flesh? What circuitous madness do those of “naturalist” ideals      adhere to without revealing their sadistic contentment          for those who choose the contrary? How did we get here? Who are we to become? What are we to become? These questions lie...Learn More

Opt Not for Death A cosmist’s cosmological comet is in correlation      with the connotational confrontation of dreams, Dreams that are only dreamt by the dreary of death, Death only dreamt when no dreams are left. For what is left than the dichotomy of life and naught,      foretold by the whispers of our ancestors’ ancestors? A dialectical...Learn More

An institution of circuitous labels Gallantly stomping on the imprisoned beasts      with charges that are only fables tick tock, tick tock Failure of condemnation, replaced with bastardization A mechanism of third worldly segregation under a gun-toting,      "freedom loving" nation tick tock, tick tock Rape with pleasure, belligerent...Learn More

Beautiful transcension of a benevolent light, Displacing the forlorn figures of mortality’s blight Into cyber-space, I’m out of sight Declaring warfare against biology’s might This is our time We demand for more time I know we can make it, this is our climb This is not a crime, It’s a struggle against the grime Redesigning everything, a new...Learn More

Homogeneous rulers with monotonous rulings, Can we really think of any other kind? Incorrigible dissidents shooting out pestilence Against doctor killers who believe in intelligent design. Vultures with sadistic contentment, the white doves are packing heat, A war between whores, for resources galore And a bastard child with no shelter, water or...Learn More

Eyes shut, Palms sweaty as she caresses the metallic mid-region      of her companion’s back, Breathing heavily, He, not needing to breathe at all. Fluctuantly riding him, Steady at first, but without restraint, Toes buckling with time Lower lip numbing as her teeth clamp down. The sound of organic moaning and electric machinery blur, With a climax...Learn More

Offline or online? Emotion or e-motion? Folk tales or memes? Organic or artificial? Outer- or cyber-space? Gods or self? A battle of opposites in a dialectical, technological era. I see no class but glass ready to be broken and replaced....Learn More