The Metaphysic Meme and Precog Polyart
of Emilie J. Conroy
ATTENTION!
This site contain ideas and material that may challenge some of your most deeply held beliefs. There's an alarming chance of unusual thinking. By entering Electric Apocalypse you agree to tolerate if not exactly accept the contents of this site. You agree NOT to bother the webmistress with your rage and righteous indignation. After all, you enter freely and your reactions are your own special treasures to be kept to yourself. Are we clear? Oh, for goodness' sake, I don't mean there's porn here, because there isn't. There's nothing like a hate group or repository for Internet gossip. It's just...stuff. All right. Welcome. Have fun.
Leaving no stone unturned...
Evangeline and Desdemona
Guardians of Good and Evil
Aw, whatsamatter? Don't like red? Perhaps red is too cliche for your delicate sense of aesthetics? Well, tough mouseloaf. Red is the color of the bold and the brazen, the doppelganger with an ego large enough to consume Latin America. And me, hey, I love red. I adore red. Hell, my car is bright red. My house is red (velvet). Poppies are red. Coop devil girls are red. Blood (batheinitswiminitliveinitdrinkitup) is red once it hits air. Really REALLY mindblowing sex is red (just use your imagination). Time is flowing red. "I alone walk in the red heavens". Grenadine is red, and for that matter, so are pomegranites. Anyway, the point...the point? Oh, right, I'm not trying to go for an overdone style so much as just using a color so very dear to me. Well, all right, that and I'm staring through the famed Ruby of Mygoshpraksh, which is the size of a human heart, which I understand is also kind of red. Just be grateful I don't do the Web design for major search engines, cool?
METAMORPHOSIS
I awoke and found the remnants of larvae clinging to me
It was my new dawn, the beginning of magic
I am PANARCHY, the enduring thorn eternal
Fall into my embrace and learn you the ways of the New Humanity
Know myself-hail myself!
Know thyself-hail thyself!
