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Old Gods Returning

I pray for the return of the Old Gods so they would bring justice once more in these islands. Maybe a time traveller would go back in the past and capture these Gods, I don’t know how, and bring them … Continue reading

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Depressing Attempt at a Sci-Fi Story

[going through my laptop for any writings i abandoned, and I indeed found several. at the beginning of the year it turns out i attempted this apparently cyberpunk short story. The depressing effort I put here for all to see, … Continue reading

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BALLS AND EVERYTHING

BALLS AND EVERYTHING The President wakes up from his Presidential bed in his Presidential room one day to find that he has been magicked [barang]. His penis has disappeared. Balls and everything. A national state of emergency is declared which … Continue reading

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Sigbin Story

I think that in the end, we are all just decaying organic matter, and nobody loves us, and we would all die alone, and sad and miserable, and what the hell is that you’re eating. They’re grubs. Gasp. These are … Continue reading

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About the Girl

About the Girl We went to Quiapo and looked at all these pirated DVDs and VCD stalls. It was a whole building just filled with stalls of pirated shows. There were movies from Hollywood, anime from Japan, documentaries, etc. etc. … Continue reading

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Bloodsuckers

We joke. We say politics is an amalgam of two words. The first is ‘poli’ which is Greek for ‘many,’ and the second is ‘tics’ which are tiny blood-sucking insects. But do the people laugh? Some of them. Most don’t … Continue reading

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Smoke World

I don’t know why, but those who live in the provinces here seem to have an aversion against fresh air. At exactly five-thirty in the afternoon, which is thirty minutes past the end of the school and work day, you’ll … Continue reading

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