Before we begin…you should know…

The things you’ll find here are the ones which slipped past the guards when the one of the doors to Treemason’s mind was inadvertently left open *again*. (he keeps doing that).

In the chaotic and occasionally ridiculous period that followed, these prognosticated pilgrims scattered out across the wastelands of corporeal reality. As days turned into nights, and nights into days, some mated and spread, others battled one another for dominance, yet others found one another and formed tribes and clans, and over the ages, these forged alliances, from which great city states began to blossom, with their own religions and peculiar traditions.

Many years from now, many scholars anticipate that some of the more curious amongst these ones will begin to wonder where they came from, why are they here? And how did all of this come to be? Will you be the one to tell them? Or will they be the ones to tell you? Don’t ask me, I just work here.

Exploring truth through fire, satire, symbolism, subversion, curiosity and prose.