The moment you were gone, the ghosts came back in– their fleeting forms dancing across my eyelids while, either day or night sun- or moonlight, their effervescent taunting forms, their cold and clinging call never beaconed while youw`re here though they never once left me at all. In every photograph, in every whisper...
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What’s Jessa Thinking?
Mike had this great idea while we were on the escalator going up to see The Raven at Scotiabank Theatre tonight. This story also proves I’m psychic. I was...
Let’s Play: Pirate, Not a Pirate.
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Memetic Ego-Zombies!
The real zombie virus. The structure of the brain has developed in various stages over a long period of time. The conditioning (or coding) of this structure develops over...
Defy Fate, Reanimate!… Sort of…
Reanimation, from Dr. Frankenstein to Herbert West our society has had a fascination with returning life to the dead. Why shouldn’t we? Any one who has ever lost someone...
Why We Love Zombies
Not that there aren’t myriad reasons to love zombies, we must ask the question of why we love zombies as much as we do. So much so we spend...
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