Owning My Humanity -- Identity
Gonna try and abandon my smart-sounding talk for a bit. This time, I'm going to flesh out the facts of who I am, instead of just the feelings and worries I suffer. I beat around the bush way too much, so let's get to know each other as if for the...
Life-Cycle of the Phasefox
The Phasefox, White Phasefox, or Common Phasefox, are all common names of _Vulpes vulpes aeris,_ a species which scholars heatedly debate diverged from the common red fox either as a result of inter-dimensional influences, dark, deliberate pagan...
Camping Out, Phazing On In
PROLOGUE With a loud, confused hack that drew his ears low and shut his eyes tight, the dizzied beast pulled free from the red-hot confines of his animal seductress. His fangs glimmered with drool. His tongue stretched out, coated in yet more...
Complex Nightmare
Wake up fretting, Don't know where to go Nothing but walls on every side. I do this, 'scorn and scandal', Do that, police inquire, Do one more thing I'm going to drive myself to crime. Imprisoned, I could not find a future. I turned to breaking...
A Lifestyle Choice
Dear Mom and Dad, I'm writing this to you to say farewell. I'm going to live with the others. Soon, I will grow a tail, and it will be getting hard to stand on two legs to write this. Moreover, my paws barely fit the keys to type this. I'm going to...
Because I sympathized with animals...
This thing came to pass where I was envious. This thing came to pass where I thought I was not free. This thing came to pass where I saw people were not free. I perceived there to be some great shame, was I wrong? I was ashamed of my own...
Owning My Humanity -- Anger
I've retconned the titles of these entries, and decided to give them each a theme, in order to help them retain a sense of seperate identity, so that they don't all blur together into one great mess of words. Today's tale deals with my impotent rage...
Owning My Humanity -- Idealization
Bestiality. Do I find animals sexually attractive? It's a weird question. I don't find... living things, attractive. Not even humans. Maybe once. Maybe when I had hope for a successful romance, I snuggled and hugged--maybe at one point I even craved...
Owning My Humanity -- Anxiety
I am in a considerable deal of ongoing pain--and while that's not a particularly engaging way to solicit an audience--pain being what it is--I feel it important to qualify my position. My pain is that of concentration, and of feeling it constantly...
Owning My Humanity -- Commitment
"Eventually we all have to make commitments to the things we hold dear, or risk losing them entirely." I had thought about this, and questioned--'do I value being a person'? On the one hand, you have expression, art, communion with friends and...
Come With Us To Gomorrah, The Flesh Is Weak
Once you've become a Gomorran; accepted their blood's course in your veins--the changes don't stop. It's like taking a crap--something you can't reverse once it's begun, without hurting yourself. I wasn't sure if I wanted to go back, at this point....
Come With Us To Gomorrah, Opportunity Knocks But Once
What is the reality we dream of? I sat pondering this, scraped and scarred in the dust, as I watched my fellow man putting bullets through each other's brains. On a better day, in a better context, maybe it was giving your life for your country, or...