Adrian landed on the ground in front of the stranger, who stuck out his hand in greeting. Reluctantly, Adrian shook it. "Adrian, you're anxious." the man said matter-of-factly. "Why?" Adrian couldn't help but shudder at how easily the stranger had read him. "I'm fine!" he said far too enthusiastically. The stranger gave him a look … Continue reading The Stranger in a Subjective Land: Pt 2
Tag: Postmodernism
The Stranger in a Subjective Land: Pt 1
Adrian soared across the skies as he looked down at the road below. The Consensus Bureau insisted that there be a road down there, but not that it have any particular appearance. In Adrian's reality, that road was paved with the whitest marble on earth. He oftentimes wondered what the crystalline city he saw looked … Continue reading The Stranger in a Subjective Land: Pt 1
The Noise
Deep within the house I huddle, Every sound from outside muddled, I block the sound as best I can As I am what remains of man. I stay in here, forever poised Against the coming of the Noise. However deep in here I hide I hear it echoing outside. I think back on the bygone … Continue reading The Noise
The Death of the Author
The death of the author is, in my opinion, an extremely troubling idea. For those who don’t know, the death of the author is a postmodern idea that the opinions and vision of an artistic creator should hold no bearing on one’s judgement of the meaning. Essentially, when analyzing a work, the author’s opinion is … Continue reading The Death of the Author
Subjective
The man, if that's what he could be called, wandered through what could've been considered a city full of what might be called people. He was lost, confused, alone. The maybe-people about him had ceased to be people a subjective amount of time in the past, or was it the future? As he looked about … Continue reading Subjective
Carter's Compendium 