of unspeakable power,
to strip entire worlds,
of the breath of life,
though not truly meant as weapons,
but as devices to make ideas clear,
even when what’s expressed is just one word,
For an old friend, now long since gone – taken by cancer. You are missed, R.A.M. Russell.
Longtime gaming pal
Geraldine’s, Sebastian’s dad
Catch him if you can.
Ah, poor kitty. Gronk, me fix.
Was Shang-Ti’s player.
Oh, Ceiling Cat, this is brilliant. The Mob takes on the forces of pseudoscience…
via the Skeptical Rogues’ channel at TheSkepticsGuide
failing in insight,
the absurd, merely beheld within.
has a mean wit,
sees everything as a cosmic joke.
traveller through time,
Possessed of hypershard pure and Prime.