A surreal digital forest representing cyberspace, with impossibly tall glowing trees shifting colors--pink, green, blue, yellow. Floating among them: a translucent beetle avatar, shimmering data-creatures like multicolored birds, iridescent insects, and snake-like reptiles with glowing circuit patterns. In the distance: a colossal tree radiating magnetic energy, with sprouting branches where message-birds land and vanish. Scattered below: wireframe fields, carmine lakes, violet-lit mesh networks, and ghostly golden obelisks.

The last seven, eight years, there’s been funny stuff out there, out on theconsole cowboy circuit… Thrones and dominions… Yeah, there’s things out there.Ghosts, voices. Why not? Oceans had mermaids, all that shit, andwe had a sea of silicon, see? Sure, it’s just a tailored hallucinationwe all agreed to have,Continue Reading

Underground occult temple hidden in a futuristic city, vast stone hall with gothic architecture and torch-lit shadows, banners with arcane symbols and kabbalistic patterns, statues of Anubis, Kali, and Emperor Nero, a black granite altar flanked by wolf and panther idols, hooded figures chanting in a trance, a masked high priest wielding a claw-shaped dagger, eerie child sacrifice with glowing synthetic heart, crowd of young initiates in wolf hoods throwing them into the air, cyber-gothic ambiance.

There is evidence to suggest the Nazis believed in shamanic shape shifting.Morphology is based upon geometric fluctuations conforming to a simplecentralized and relatively stable design, the more sensational aspects of whichwould be a creature like a werewolf. Hitler enjoyed his nickname “Wulf”(Adolf means “noble wolf”), thus the name Wulf’s LairContinue Reading

Oh, he’s rude to everyone, […]. It’s what makes him so damn sexy. (Cassandra Clare, City of Bones) New Xanadu, coordinates 000.000/000.000/000.000June 25th, 666 GE Volker Chang stepped out of the elevator into Princess Virginia’s residence. She was hosting one of her usual, interminable parties — something that happened atContinue Reading

Ms. Twiglet Skunks, proud Mahjitan and former Holroyd agent.

When the going gets tough, the tough get going. (John Belushi, Animal House, 1978) Bageechaa, coordinates 99.001/-55.447/1803.240June 24th, 666 GE Running toward the spaceport, Twiglet tried not to think about her house, the hyperneural probe, or everything she’d left behind. Right now, escaping the werewolves was all that mattered. GriefContinue Reading

A sleek black cat with glowing eyes sitting atop an asteroid or rocky ledge in deep space, surrounded by distant galaxies, nebulae, and shimmering stars, the cat gazes wisely into the cosmos as if surveying Earth from afar, surreal and mystical atmosphere, soft ambient light, hints of sacred geometry in the background, dreamlike cosmic setting, magical realism meets sci-fi.

They blink slowly, vanish silently, and stare into corners as if tuning into another frequency. They navigate homes like shadowy spacecraft, communicate through a language of tail flicks and blinks, and often seem to know things they shouldn’t. Yes — we’re talking about cats. But here’s a question both whimsicalContinue Reading