Evil

You know that insidious evil streak inside you, which waves "hello" every now and then? I wonder what physical form it would take, if it could. A black snaking hand of smoke? A pair of glinting, sharpened fangs? Gnarled, crushing, knobbly fingers?

And what if "now and then" becomes "now and again"? And "now and again" grows to "again and again"? Soon, it just Is.

Gadgets or People?

Gadgets are nice. People are not nice.

Gadgets don't jar your soul with their screaming. Gadgets don't cut and gut living beings. Gadgets are just there...without judgment, without frowns, without malice. Gadgets are nice. People are not nice.

But then, people listen.

Damn it.