We All Get the Hell We DeserveWe All Get the Hell We Deserve I'd like to say he was someone famous, when he died. And maybe he was. But the important part is, he had died. He might even have been on a board of executives somewhere, or a middle manager, or something that involved the movements of paper and numbers. At one point, he might have a been something revolutionary, a bit of an activist, maybe in his student days or something. But anyway, he had died.And when he died, he went to hell.And Bosch had been right, and Wilde, and Gaiman. The Moslems, the Christians, the Atheists even. They had all been right.Hell, even the 1980's Pop and Rock videos had been righ
Hors De Strega 2Hors de Strega (An hour with a which? Or Evangelines Tale)The day had passed slowly, it seemed as though the winter sunlight had formed treacle or honey in the air, slowing everything down as I moved about my business. It was late before I finally slept, tiredness not kicking in as usual, till hours after it should have. I last looked at the illuminated red L.E.D's of the clock a few minutes before midnight, and slept soon after, even though I had awoken at six that morning. My eyes were heavy, the dreams coming soon after the crimson numerals held in my retina, the faintest of flashes after I had turned my screen off, then I slumbered