One of those neither shaken or stirred but rather finished by the deft plop of an iceball into the stratified layers of a gently crafted up cocktail concoction 🍹
And the ripples of perturbation are now freed by ice and darkness to spread galaxy-wide and do their mind-numbing work unseen, unheard, and unfelt by time-bound beings.
Should I give way to fear or invest all in hope in riding the ripples now set radiating all about time-bound me and you and we?
Have Martians landed stealthily, lessons learned from the failure to carry the day in their previous machine-age 'War of the Worlds' invasion?
"What? Didn't you realise? H. G. Wells terrifying account was never actually 'mere' fiction but rather a highest grade plutonium work of searingly creative non-fiction... wasn't it? And, surely,
seen through the cloud of disinformation wrapped around Orson Welles radio active rendition of Wells' words? Orson was reporting a real breaking story much more than delivering a creatively confected adaptation of a sci-fi fairy tale... wasn't he?"
I love, “ripples of perturbation.” Sounds like a part of a recipe for a disturbed cocktail.
One of those neither shaken or stirred but rather finished by the deft plop of an iceball into the stratified layers of a gently crafted up cocktail concoction 🍹
And the ripples of perturbation are now freed by ice and darkness to spread galaxy-wide and do their mind-numbing work unseen, unheard, and unfelt by time-bound beings.
You tear my senses asunder.
Should I give way to fear or invest all in hope in riding the ripples now set radiating all about time-bound me and you and we?
Have Martians landed stealthily, lessons learned from the failure to carry the day in their previous machine-age 'War of the Worlds' invasion?
"What? Didn't you realise? H. G. Wells terrifying account was never actually 'mere' fiction but rather a highest grade plutonium work of searingly creative non-fiction... wasn't it? And, surely,
seen through the cloud of disinformation wrapped around Orson Welles radio active rendition of Wells' words? Orson was reporting a real breaking story much more than delivering a creatively confected adaptation of a sci-fi fairy tale... wasn't he?"