Ten Minutes Spent Bathing in the Stream of Consciousness

Sitting here naked, the only sounds are the keys gently tapping away -- my own damn fault -- and the quiet constant humming of the fan next to me trying to bring the temperature down to optimal human temperatures. This summer's going to be a sweaty hell. Just outside: on the porch, recovering from a long day's worth of diarrhea and discomfort, my head is clear for the first time all day and terminally focused on the ant sharing the doorstep with me, slowly skittering across the entry to what to it must surely be God's house, incalculable inches tall, its' light and smooth stone in vast opposition to the naturally-grown environ this small soldier was surely born into. And there is a giant here, too: clad in green & blue, nature's colors, a mountain that sits cross-legged, its' armor bought on sale from the local capitalist's outlet, billowing smoke from near its' peak and hoping by God that it might not reach 2012. Logic and compassion, ethical endeavors, these are the X factors that plague theologians trying to unify our fleeting lives with the uncompromising eternity of existence. There is no court in nature, only courting. We spread our misunderstanding species-wide, 'til we're all so ingrained towards the idea that we all live under some invisible set of "natural laws" that the truth of the matter slips away, purged deep into the subconscious where it waits for awakening via global catastrophe. If ANY law can be said to govern us, it must be Darwin's: survival of the fittest. The lock-step order of the Hive Mind mentality will far outlast those who would rail against it, while the Hive simultaneously plucks what it sees as fruitful from these so-called extremists and incorporates these concepts into the Mass Routine. The worst part of it? I'm not even on drugs right now.

J.J. Abrams: Man or God?

Putting "Felicity" aside for the moment, which was obviously a stepping-stone to his more current works, is it possible that J.J. will be the new face of Sci Fi? Many might argue with this point, as his work inspires a love-it-or-hate-it mentality across the board. But then, science fiction hasn't ever really NOT had that effect. People are so quick to pronounce his newest film, "Star Trek," as either a flop or total smash that they forget that holy shit!: this is possibly the best use of the Trekkie universe in a good solid decade. And even before that, Roddenberry's immortal franchise hardly had a sterling record, anyway.

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