musing
here i stand before you an emptied vessel pleading with the muses for inspiration infusions i'm never careful what i wish for... *** oedipus rex sits in the captain's chair wearing a gold shirt and a visor that painfully injects data projections directly into his visual cortex antigone in front of her small navigation console feels her brother's presence through the force the stars whizzing by as they fly back towards the dawn of humanity when they will crawl out of their crash-landing crater to tell the oracle their tale *** achilles' shield is being smuggled through a worm hole in a firefly class ship to be dropped off near a small tribe on the planet of the apes to - the - sound - of - a - mo-no-li-thic - drum - beat *** a descendent of paul muad'dib enjoys brunch at the restaurant at the end of the universe he listens with half an inner ear to muad'dib and both agamemnons debating ethics as he stabs his still-live soup with his spork *** mos