15 years before the Fred Finch incident, an event occurred that showed the town how wicked William Weisel actually was. He had actually been running for mayor of the town at the time. One of his prevailing opinions was that they should increase the privacy policies on the local internet networks. The people of the … Continue reading The Despicable Crimes of the Crooked Cop, the Wicked William Weisel
One stormy winter’s night, the wicked William Weisel hatched a dreadful dastardly plot. He would sneak into Fred Finch’s house and sneak up to his bedroom, to release him from his mortal form. Even more dastardly, he would get Tory Tiger to aid with the getaway. Tory Tiger did not realize she was participating in … Continue reading Tory Tiger and the Dastardly Plot of one Wicked William Weisel
Around 75% of the food we buy in stores is genetically modified. This is a problem that needs to be fixed. On the surface level, this doesn’t seem to be a problem, we’re getting food, for a good price. It’s not affecting us, we’re humans, and the issue of the suffering of these animals is … Continue reading Unnecessary Animal Torture Within Labs
It isn’t really a looming force, or presence, sometimes you don’t even realize it’s there. It latches onto you, whispers in your ear, “Your wrong” “They’re laughing at you” “They’re talking about you behind your back.” You don’t realize what it is first, it’s good at imitating your voice. It digs into you, buries its … Continue reading Monster
Good and Bad I would ask, what defines a “good” person, what makes a “bad” person. Why do we as a society try to define these two extremes with simple messages, when the two aren’t as black and white as we immediately perceive. How do we have the experience or authority to define this? Uses … Continue reading The Moral Dilemma of Good and Bad
The sense of “what is,” is a curious but fickle thing. Qualia, as a term, is the sense of being, the redness of red, the smell of a rose, what it is like to feel pain. An experience, only describable by its nature, by its experience. Describing the quality of color to someone who is … Continue reading Qualia and Unique Experiences
The night is nigh, darkness, overturning the light of the day. The violet hue of the daytime sun finally drained from the fading sky. A thick fog, flowing into existence, obscuring our every move. The fire burning, sparks, stream through the dark as if they are snowflakes, in the bleak dismal months. When I look … Continue reading Campfire Muses