Day414: My bones are starting to crick, and to crack. My bones are starting to wake up to the realization that we have come this far and there’s no going back... tomorrow awaits our arrival, not vice versa. I don't live for tomorrow, but I'm sure she'll visit me if I am lucky enough to be chosen.
January 6, 2026 at 4:16 AM
Day414: My bones are starting to crick, and to crack. My bones are starting to wake up to the realization that we have come this far and there’s no going back... tomorrow awaits our arrival, not vice versa. I don't live for tomorrow, but I'm sure she'll visit me if I am lucky enough to be chosen.
Day413: I don’t know if I can trust my own sneeze. Hard to keep one's eyes open when the desire for sleep is overpowering every other sense I have left. The desert is quiet tonight not even a stray bird hunting for the soon to be dinner, maybe there's still hope. Just keep dreaming of tomorrow...
January 5, 2026 at 2:50 AM
Day413: I don’t know if I can trust my own sneeze. Hard to keep one's eyes open when the desire for sleep is overpowering every other sense I have left. The desert is quiet tonight not even a stray bird hunting for the soon to be dinner, maybe there's still hope. Just keep dreaming of tomorrow...
Day 111: A little souvenir on the telephone ear?? It's not a rebel song, and it's not Sunday; we're stuck in a box of tremendous size. Floating on our own little tin cans, but all we need is Aqua. We can all be Barbies in the brave new world, but I'm afraid we'll run out of eyeliner and lipstick.
March 12, 2025 at 12:07 PM
Day 111: A little souvenir on the telephone ear?? It's not a rebel song, and it's not Sunday; we're stuck in a box of tremendous size. Floating on our own little tin cans, but all we need is Aqua. We can all be Barbies in the brave new world, but I'm afraid we'll run out of eyeliner and lipstick.
Day 100: We woke up this morning and wondered where the world we left behind had gone. When we looked in the rear view mirror, only memories remained; mostly to haunt us with the knowledge that we could never return to that place ever again.
March 1, 2025 at 1:18 PM
Day 100: We woke up this morning and wondered where the world we left behind had gone. When we looked in the rear view mirror, only memories remained; mostly to haunt us with the knowledge that we could never return to that place ever again.
Day 93: I remember the year 1993: A toxic state of doubting these animals’ happiness formed the sensation the travelers feared, but we wouldn't and couldn't even admit their existence, let alone take their advice.
"El El Arrrrrrrgh!!"
"El El Arrrrrrrgh!!"
February 21, 2025 at 1:56 PM
Day 93: I remember the year 1993: A toxic state of doubting these animals’ happiness formed the sensation the travelers feared, but we wouldn't and couldn't even admit their existence, let alone take their advice.
"El El Arrrrrrrgh!!"
"El El Arrrrrrrgh!!"
Day 91: Everything is frayed and yet the sun still shines, the moon still glows, the trees are still trees but they’ve forgotten how to grow, the leaves burn upon the limbs, cut the trace the image clips the wind whispering nothing, but long forgotten memories of what we used to know as reality.
February 19, 2025 at 9:04 PM
Day 91: Everything is frayed and yet the sun still shines, the moon still glows, the trees are still trees but they’ve forgotten how to grow, the leaves burn upon the limbs, cut the trace the image clips the wind whispering nothing, but long forgotten memories of what we used to know as reality.
Day 90: She aimed the hallelujah at my chest, trying to get beneath the surface, trying to digest these tiny pieces that I gave away so they could continue to live and to die another day. The demons are coming, and soon they’ll be on the correct path, unless… yes!!!
February 18, 2025 at 2:01 AM
Day 90: She aimed the hallelujah at my chest, trying to get beneath the surface, trying to digest these tiny pieces that I gave away so they could continue to live and to die another day. The demons are coming, and soon they’ll be on the correct path, unless… yes!!!
Day 89: When all resets to zero, even the idiots will have the opportunity to shine and pretend to be the smartest farts in the known universe.
As long as we never know the rest of the universe, we will continue to be the wisest men in Bethlehem.
As long as we never know the rest of the universe, we will continue to be the wisest men in Bethlehem.
February 16, 2025 at 3:28 PM
Day 89: When all resets to zero, even the idiots will have the opportunity to shine and pretend to be the smartest farts in the known universe.
As long as we never know the rest of the universe, we will continue to be the wisest men in Bethlehem.
As long as we never know the rest of the universe, we will continue to be the wisest men in Bethlehem.
Day 88: Have you walked on the darkside off the moon?? Throw your vinyl down and feel yourself in the grooves, in the grooves... get into the groove.
"Prove your love to me."
"Prove your love to me."
February 15, 2025 at 9:07 PM
Day 88: Have you walked on the darkside off the moon?? Throw your vinyl down and feel yourself in the grooves, in the grooves... get into the groove.
"Prove your love to me."
"Prove your love to me."
Day 79: The ship has a mind of its own, and we are not even a consideration.
February 6, 2025 at 6:18 AM
Day 79: The ship has a mind of its own, and we are not even a consideration.
Day 78: Have you ever wondered what it would be like to play poker with a deck of cards your opponent has set on fire??
(Not a recommended exercise)
(Not a recommended exercise)
February 4, 2025 at 11:41 PM
Day 78: Have you ever wondered what it would be like to play poker with a deck of cards your opponent has set on fire??
(Not a recommended exercise)
(Not a recommended exercise)
Day 77: Got tired of running out of breath, so i stopped in my tracks and turned around this morning. Looked the lion in his eyes, and he bowed at my feet. I now have a gigantic pet to feed and to guide me on this journey.
February 3, 2025 at 1:04 PM
Day 77: Got tired of running out of breath, so i stopped in my tracks and turned around this morning. Looked the lion in his eyes, and he bowed at my feet. I now have a gigantic pet to feed and to guide me on this journey.
Day 76: The beady eyes stared at us for about an hour this morning before the memory faded away. Everything is just a memory. Nothing here is reality, but we can't and don't tell that to the participants.
February 2, 2025 at 8:06 AM
Day 76: The beady eyes stared at us for about an hour this morning before the memory faded away. Everything is just a memory. Nothing here is reality, but we can't and don't tell that to the participants.
Day 75: In an interstellar burst, I am back to save the universe. (Or at least leave you with an old shoe stuck in your nose... if you know you know your nose bleeds a little too often.) I'm awake in the middle of the night and afraid to sneeze.
February 1, 2025 at 8:43 AM
Day 75: In an interstellar burst, I am back to save the universe. (Or at least leave you with an old shoe stuck in your nose... if you know you know your nose bleeds a little too often.) I'm awake in the middle of the night and afraid to sneeze.
Day 74: Breathing holes on the moon, the trick is to look through them, not at them. Don't stare into the moon; stare past it.
January 31, 2025 at 8:44 AM
Day 74: Breathing holes on the moon, the trick is to look through them, not at them. Don't stare into the moon; stare past it.
Day 73: teeTH AWestruck and golden.
January 30, 2025 at 9:05 AM
Day 73: teeTH AWestruck and golden.
Day 72: Touched the face of an angel and felt his skin melting away.
January 29, 2025 at 6:26 AM
Day 72: Touched the face of an angel and felt his skin melting away.
Day 68: Awakened this morning to realize i've spent the past few nights with the severed head of a horse on the pillow beside me.
January 25, 2025 at 9:46 PM
Day 68: Awakened this morning to realize i've spent the past few nights with the severed head of a horse on the pillow beside me.
Day 20: Heard your voice one last time.
December 8, 2024 at 9:29 AM
Day 20: Heard your voice one last time.
Day 19: The way she climbed through a hole in the universe to spit on me, and then she disappeared for an eternity.
December 7, 2024 at 10:33 AM
Day 19: The way she climbed through a hole in the universe to spit on me, and then she disappeared for an eternity.
Day 18: I Can't Remember.
December 6, 2024 at 4:32 AM
Day 18: I Can't Remember.
Day 17: Alberi in fiamme.
December 4, 2024 at 9:30 PM
Day 17: Alberi in fiamme.
Day 16: Waiting on the water to crash...
December 3, 2024 at 9:31 PM
Day 16: Waiting on the water to crash...
Day 15: Stomach’s growling, but I don't feel like eating these leaves just yet.
December 2, 2024 at 12:35 AM
Day 15: Stomach’s growling, but I don't feel like eating these leaves just yet.
Day 14: Was it worth all we had sacrificed?
December 1, 2024 at 2:01 AM
Day 14: Was it worth all we had sacrificed?