For Lovecraft, the cosmic indifference of the elder gods was the most horrifying thing, the thing that tied together his mythos (well, that and the racism). But what can that indifference mean in the face of the active malevolence of traditional American racism? Continue reading
How have we reached the point where school shootings are such a part of the fabric of our national life that someone decided it was better to start preparing children for the worst than to try and preserve their innocence awhile longer, and provide an environment where what’s best in them might flower and grow? Continue reading
When do you stop thinking the world will go on as it has, and start planning for contingencies that were science fiction two years ago? Continue reading
I imagine myself on my deathbed. The end is nigh. There’s no more time, no chance to change what’s come before.
What would I wish I had done? Continue reading
We must each of us follow our own star, live our lives in our most authentic truth, give ourselves over to that thing that would use us as its way into this world, whatever that thing might be. Continue reading