"e;It was not a sad place. It was a candid place; a place that showed life's epic conclusion in its prosaic reality; an unflattering testimony to time's tyranny, its law and its subjects: if temporal, then temporary."e;  Investigating a minior crime, a young recruit stumbles upon a piece of forgotten history. The phrase A RIGHTEOUS AGENDA is etched on medieval tombstones without a discernable pattern.The mystery becomes an obsession for reasons he cannot explain, and his pursuit for an answer is hindered by a villain who seems to know more than he lets on.As the officer endeavors to uncover the meaning behind the RIGHTEOUS AGENDA, he stumbles across a sinister plot and a crime which scope he cannot fathom until it is too late.  "e;Because, without closure, things don't get to end."e;  A modern novella written in the style of Checkov's short stories, A Righteous Agenda is a work of mystery, suspense, and light satire that aims to provide an intriguing set of characters and events with a twist that is subtly foretold yet remains just out of grasp until the conclusion.

There is more to the town of Leander than meets the eye, and there is more to human nature than either humanity or nature.People visit the small town of Leander every summer.Most keep coming back.The rest can never leave.___Set in a plot that is in the same measure natural and supernatural, The Playwright is a unique take on the ghost story as narrated in a modern context – a work of mystery, suspense, and light horror, it is an ideal read for the modern enthusiast of the genre.

"e;We've fled from shades of green to shades of grey, thinking we've outrun our nature. But we've just perverted it, I think. We've replaced the green of trees with the green of cash, the freedom of nature with the chaos of the urban jungle, and the progress of evolution with the tumults of reconstruction..."e;It Comes with the Territory is a science-fiction mystery adventure with an emphasis on the real-world factors that enable the grounds for the plot. It treats the subject of science with due respect, and offers a suspenseful dive into a fantastical arc that is no less natural for its fiction.The story follows a family of three as they move into the suburbs, on property that appears to be an all but ideal purchase: it is big and it comes cheap. The minor anomalies around the location are not a subject of concern, and the events happening in the background are not something that can be known to most people. Things take a turn in an unexpected direction, and all three must face the challenges ahead if they are to see things through.Suspenseful and written for enthusiasts of classic science fiction, It Comes with the Territory aims to entertain, in as far as the reader enjoys mystery adventures, as well as to inspire thought, in as far as the reader is accustomed to thinking.Things were coming apart – slowly, at first, but building up to a fate she was afraid to speculate in full. This was just the beginning. Like radiation, this was but hairloss and liverspots. Soon enough, it would be gashing sores and degloving and the detachment of the mandible. Civilization was a ghoul in the making.

"e;... our culprit is indeed a relative of the Lernaean hydra, that, having lost one head called Ignorance (no doubt to a thoughtless decision), has had its special power result in Stupidity and Cowardice."e;  Pythagoras of Samos professed a mathematical core at the center of reality. He was a brilliant philosopher and such was his belief. The intellectual sympathies of the modern man align themselves to a similar mode of thought. The modern man, however, despises philosophy and holds himself above belief.It is a curious inconsistency. Pythagoras sought meaning through the study of mathematics – the modern man does away with it in the name of statistics. In this introductory essay, the author explains the structure of our conceptual prison, the dangers of its confusion, and the circumstances surrounding its creation – ideological, practical, and personal. Through an elaborate metaphor of crime, toymakers, and an asylum, Pythagoras' Prison intendeds to illustrate the modern fallacy and to refocus the purpose of thought on to its original trajectory.

Here is a treatise on language gone wrong. It begins with a deception, it continues as insanity, and it culminates in tyranny. It all began as a confusion in concept.So here is a treatise on concept: the silent function of language, the semantics of metaphor, the senses of brotherhood, liberty, intelligence, and sanity. Here is a treatise on knowledge, at once inalienable and lost, resembling the latter epithet for its neglect, and validated as the former in its restoration. The essay within is a criticism of the one, and a guide to the other. An Essay Concerning Human Misunderstanding is the central entry in the eponymous series. It is a meditation on a selection of contemporary passions that burden the modern citizen. Relying on linguistic science, philosophical appeal, and human curiosity, it locates their origin in a conceptual error, which discovery is at once to the reader's satisfaction and the means of recovery.

"e;it has caused us to evolve, for lack of better words, according to the law of survival, this being of the fittest, for lack of any good words, in a reality that favors those least resembling the fit or the living."e;A treatise on defeat as an outcome not at all humiliating: sometimes, it is not tirumph that determines winner from loswer. There follow three essays: on art; artificial intelligence; and mankind's regression into the primitive commune known as the horde - an uncaring, uneducated, and untrusting population. It is about deception by ornament, an unusual orphanhood, and conceptual deterioration... a conclusion just shy of optimistic goes without saying."e;... we see art, the bard's speciality, as a semantic stronghold; robots seek to undermine it, and hordes, apathetic as they are, walk indifferently by it, ravaging the fields by which the citizenry of art sustains itself. It is within these walls that we must first establish our base."e;

If only… the phrase tortured her. It promised, as she argued back in Whitebrook, a possible world where it could be true, that most desired if. It promised unto the best of worlds. It was behind every wish, every hope, it beget every instance of higher thought... But it was no good. Why even think of an if? Why consider it an assuring claim if it was not at least a possible claim, and why call it possible if it was not attainable? If it was attainable, on that note, why did she not have it? To the civilized in war, the direst casualty is permanence. The young lament ambition, philosophers lose their theory, civilization abandons its very identity. None is spared the proof of transience.When an overwhelming enemy threatens the town of Whitebrook, the townspeople take to the tunnels, on to Kindle Fortress, while a smaller group sets off to warn their allies. All the while, an evil beyond prediction unravels to a terrible effect.The sapient are on the brink of extinction, and tyrannous fate relishes in their despair. ...to see oneself in history was to know oneself in the present; to know oneself in the present was to forget about oneself at any time, and live only for what sought to live through oneself – whether heroism or madness or glory or courage or duty or patriotism… it was not a cause he cared to articulate, for it was enough for him to know it for an impulse shared among the best of men: the allies by whose side he fought; the men that bled for the same goal; the men that cheered over the same triumph. They were all his allies, and all men worthy of their nations.

"e;It was not a sad place. It was a candid place; a place that showed life's epic conclusion in its prosaic reality; an unflattering testimony to time's tyranny, its law and its subjects: if temporal, then temporary."e;  Investigating a minior crime, a young recruit stumbles upon a piece of forgotten history. The phrase A RIGHTEOUS AGENDA is etched on medieval tombstones without a discernable pattern.The mystery becomes an obsession for reasons he cannot explain, and his pursuit for an answer is hindered by a villain who seems to know more than he lets on.As the officer endeavors to uncover the meaning behind the RIGHTEOUS AGENDA, he stumbles across a sinister plot and a crime which scope he cannot fathom until it is too late.  "e;Because, without closure, things don't get to end."e;  A modern novella written in the style of Checkov's short stories, A Righteous Agenda is a work of mystery, suspense, and light satire that aims to provide an intriguing set of characters and events with a twist that is subtly foretold yet remains just out of grasp until the conclusion.

There is more to the town of Leander than meets the eye, and there is more to human nature than either humanity or nature.People visit the small town of Leander every summer.Most keep coming back.The rest can never leave.___Set in a plot that is in the same measure natural and supernatural, The Playwright is a unique take on the ghost story as narrated in a modern context – a work of mystery, suspense, and light horror, it is an ideal read for the modern enthusiast of the genre.

"e;We've fled from shades of green to shades of grey, thinking we've outrun our nature. But we've just perverted it, I think. We've replaced the green of trees with the green of cash, the freedom of nature with the chaos of the urban jungle, and the progress of evolution with the tumults of reconstruction..."e;It Comes with the Territory is a science-fiction mystery adventure with an emphasis on the real-world factors that enable the grounds for the plot. It treats the subject of science with due respect, and offers a suspenseful dive into a fantastical arc that is no less natural for its fiction.The story follows a family of three as they move into the suburbs, on property that appears to be an all but ideal purchase: it is big and it comes cheap. The minor anomalies around the location are not a subject of concern, and the events happening in the background are not something that can be known to most people. Things take a turn in an unexpected direction, and all three must face the challenges ahead if they are to see things through.Suspenseful and written for enthusiasts of classic science fiction, It Comes with the Territory aims to entertain, in as far as the reader enjoys mystery adventures, as well as to inspire thought, in as far as the reader is accustomed to thinking.Things were coming apart – slowly, at first, but building up to a fate she was afraid to speculate in full. This was just the beginning. Like radiation, this was but hairloss and liverspots. Soon enough, it would be gashing sores and degloving and the detachment of the mandible. Civilization was a ghoul in the making.

"e;... our culprit is indeed a relative of the Lernaean hydra, that, having lost one head called Ignorance (no doubt to a thoughtless decision), has had its special power result in Stupidity and Cowardice."e;  Pythagoras of Samos professed a mathematical core at the center of reality. He was a brilliant philosopher and such was his belief. The intellectual sympathies of the modern man align themselves to a similar mode of thought. The modern man, however, despises philosophy and holds himself above belief.It is a curious inconsistency. Pythagoras sought meaning through the study of mathematics – the modern man does away with it in the name of statistics. In this introductory essay, the author explains the structure of our conceptual prison, the dangers of its confusion, and the circumstances surrounding its creation – ideological, practical, and personal. Through an elaborate metaphor of crime, toymakers, and an asylum, Pythagoras' Prison intendeds to illustrate the modern fallacy and to refocus the purpose of thought on to its original trajectory.

Here is a treatise on language gone wrong. It begins with a deception, it continues as insanity, and it culminates in tyranny. It all began as a confusion in concept.So here is a treatise on concept: the silent function of language, the semantics of metaphor, the senses of brotherhood, liberty, intelligence, and sanity. Here is a treatise on knowledge, at once inalienable and lost, resembling the latter epithet for its neglect, and validated as the former in its restoration. The essay within is a criticism of the one, and a guide to the other. An Essay Concerning Human Misunderstanding is the central entry in the eponymous series. It is a meditation on a selection of contemporary passions that burden the modern citizen. Relying on linguistic science, philosophical appeal, and human curiosity, it locates their origin in a conceptual error, which discovery is at once to the reader's satisfaction and the means of recovery.

"e;it has caused us to evolve, for lack of better words, according to the law of survival, this being of the fittest, for lack of any good words, in a reality that favors those least resembling the fit or the living."e;A treatise on defeat as an outcome not at all humiliating: sometimes, it is not tirumph that determines winner from loswer. There follow three essays: on art; artificial intelligence; and mankind's regression into the primitive commune known as the horde - an uncaring, uneducated, and untrusting population. It is about deception by ornament, an unusual orphanhood, and conceptual deterioration... a conclusion just shy of optimistic goes without saying."e;... we see art, the bard's speciality, as a semantic stronghold; robots seek to undermine it, and hordes, apathetic as they are, walk indifferently by it, ravaging the fields by which the citizenry of art sustains itself. It is within these walls that we must first establish our base."e;

If only… the phrase tortured her. It promised, as she argued back in Whitebrook, a possible world where it could be true, that most desired if. It promised unto the best of worlds. It was behind every wish, every hope, it beget every instance of higher thought... But it was no good. Why even think of an if? Why consider it an assuring claim if it was not at least a possible claim, and why call it possible if it was not attainable? If it was attainable, on that note, why did she not have it? To the civilized in war, the direst casualty is permanence. The young lament ambition, philosophers lose their theory, civilization abandons its very identity. None is spared the proof of transience.When an overwhelming enemy threatens the town of Whitebrook, the townspeople take to the tunnels, on to Kindle Fortress, while a smaller group sets off to warn their allies. All the while, an evil beyond prediction unravels to a terrible effect.The sapient are on the brink of extinction, and tyrannous fate relishes in their despair. ...to see oneself in history was to know oneself in the present; to know oneself in the present was to forget about oneself at any time, and live only for what sought to live through oneself – whether heroism or madness or glory or courage or duty or patriotism… it was not a cause he cared to articulate, for it was enough for him to know it for an impulse shared among the best of men: the allies by whose side he fought; the men that bled for the same goal; the men that cheered over the same triumph. They were all his allies, and all men worthy of their nations.