Musings From The Rats In My Brain

  Author's note-- This one is, in my opinion, my best work yet. It was written earlier this week after I put on a classical music playlist and locked in so hard I only was conscious again when the playlist ended. This story also got a girl to fall in love with me, although that story doesn't have a happy ending that i will not go into yet, but you'll see bits and pieces of it throughout some of my modern work although that's a story for another time. Letter 8 NOTE TO SELF: This letter appeared the day after your (my? our?) birthday. I have no memory of these events, but the letter touches on things no one should know about. I accidentally almost threw this letter out this morning, but I stopped at the last second. This letter is important, though I don’t know why. Letter 8  This letter was given to you, and you don't remember who gave it to you, do you? Every year you are given a letter, every year you forget, and every year I find the letter carelessly thrown in t...

  Hello Blogger, I'm BiggieCheese and I have rats in my brain... Well, not literally of course, but i think everyone has some kind of rat in their brain, that little squeak that pushes you to do stupid things and say stupid things, like sending a late night text to your ex asking them to come back, or just shoveling cheese down your throat at four in the morning(one of those this actually happened to me, Ill let you figure out which.) But these are the products of my rats, mostly written works and poetry I think, with the occasional philosophical rambling about the nature of death and how it interacts with the nature of consciousness and sentience(stay tuned for that ungodly mess.) That's what this blog really is for, to share the works that no one else cared to see, so i might as well scream it out from the rooftops, bound to be one sorry soul listening right? I'd like to thank a good family friend for this idea though before any real posts. She gave me this idea with a he...