LatentArcadia

***so, we're gonna interrupt this regularly scheduled story to make some changes, chiefly that much of the literature will be moved off to an adjunct site of my own so that more mixed media from Yum Sum Productions by ~Xileohp (https://www.deviantart.com/xileohp), Black Key Productions by :iconDoodle-Dee:, and :iconmini-hitsu: can be added. I think the change will make for a more accurate reflection for all that Latent Arcadia is and hopes to be. Please visit the site, which is always in progress, at www.LatentArcadia.com. We're heading to Animazement at the end of the month, and BOY are we EXCITED! It would be really awesome to find some more families that all cosplay

I've always believed in haunting, known with a certainty that people leave behind a residue, a something when they pass through, when they leave for a while or forever. This is not to say that everyone is like a snail, slithering along on a self made trail. And, it's beyond the obvious that we all leave our bodies, our fleshly containers emptied of our muchness, behind in one shape or form, be it decomposing in a box, a furtive shallow grave, or as a sad little pile of ashes on a shelf—truly, dust to dust if it is in my unkempt house. But, I digress, for you, as ever. I'm digressing from the realization that a wake is not just an Irish c

I know why people hang on hard, run so fast to things they shouldn't—bad things, illegal things, dangerous things, silly things. While hanging with this thing or off of this thing, the wearisome pressures fade. We get so tired of ourselves. We get so tired of the expectations to be only ourselves. It's a break—a break from the real. Why didn't I just say "reality"? Don't have to; don't want to. Give me a break! Seriously, it really is so very nice when someone else comes along and gives us that break, just what we need, a little surprise, a little reprieve, something we didn't even know we wanted until we had it. We always tell them