Weird Fiction

This Call is heard, the Mind Children heed This Call.

Space-time collisions indeed.  Miniature black holes and other claims of certain scientists pale in comparison to the chronovampiric conquest of our cosmos by uncertain cine-molecular missives as evidenced in the self-reflexive fragment hovering above.

Quantum physicists, in all their pedestrian theories about the hypothetical Higgs Boson and its alleged time-traveling mischief, have nothing on neuroaesthetes currently cavorting within Weird Fiction’s ficto-quizzical milieu.

Cine-molecular sabotage is a rogue anomaly operating in our midst, seeking entrance to this and other realms—including prominently the panopticonscious lifeworld of the immediated real and, as always, the fleshy-minds of mammals.  Alternate universes open up in the inframince, like an obliterati’s escape mechanisms made momentarily visible or, at least, providing a perverse morsel of nourishment for those with a taste for  non-normative neural cuisine.

The selfish cine-molecule is so abhorrent to conventional wisdom that  rippling backward through time and there subjecting derivative audio-visual terrain  to most officious invasions from the future is a common occurrence!  The cine-molecule, a microscopic mental vampire, embeds itself in the fabric of reality, weaponizing space/time in a kinesthetic battle for hearts and minds.

Lurking on the Threshold, the Space-Time Transients set up temporarily autonomous clones. Earthbound beings found tip-toeing around surplus electronics, as evidenced here in this latest pineal cache extraction.

Lest these humanoid familiars provide too many anthropomorphic associations, they are often cloaked…
Confusing rather than concealing their movements. Fleeting glimpses can be acquired via coordinates gleaned during autopsies of these beings, particularly by piecing apart meta-data in the pineal gland, or “third eye”.

This just intercepted from the pineal cache of a  most amicable, and dare I say panopticonscientious, humanoid .  One who it would seem was psychically channeling our weird milieu– from afar!

WWM Shack timelapse from Jesse England on Vimeo.