If you spun the dial fast enough, you could create a strange flickering between static and random snippets of music or talk radio...

I've always been curious about the inner workings of my favorite authors' brains, so maybe you're curious about mine...

The ringing in my ears sings in harmonic dissonance with the static in my mind.

I died last night. It's a little fuzzy, trying to remember details. It's all slowly slipping away though, as everything else does for me.

I understand that this account may be largely... discounted. I'm actually fine with that. I know the truth of it, and the octopuses do too.

And now, here I was. With this impossible choice to make. Either way, it was the end for me.

YOU ARE AT THE CENTER OF ALL OF THIS, SIZZLE, WELL-INTENTIONED OR NOT. IF NOT FOR YOU, WE WOULDN'T BE IN THIS PREDICAMENT...

I KNOW. THIS IS A LOT TO DIGEST IN ONE SITTING. BUT YOU NEED TO KNOW.      YOU ARE AWARE OF YOUR OWN INFINITE DIMENSIONS. YOU ARE...

THERE ARE SIGNS, IF YOU KNOW HOW TO SEE THEM, IN TIME ITSELF. TIME SEEMS TO FOLD IN ON ITSELF MORE AND MORE FREQUENTLY THE NEARER I GET...