Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 59 - Oven in a Restaurant You have an oven, dear- a full restaurant blazing in your skin. Let me book a table for one, candlelit, corner booth, where the air thickens with spice. Read more from here...

Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 56 - Masculine Some call the elephant fat. Poachers swear the forest starves him thin. Others see a broom in his tail, pillars in his legs. A few mistake his trunk for a serpent Read more from here...

I walk. Not because I am brave, and not because I am lost, but because stopping would require a lie. Walking is the only posture my character can hold without collapsing. I was born between two zeros. Before me, nothing. After me, nothing again. In between, this body learned hunger, this mind learned patterns, and this heart learned thirst. Consciousness only learned one thing: it does not want to end. Everything else is decoration. The world taught me early that existence is transactional. Smile correctly, bend at the right angle, desire the approved objects, and you may be granted warmth. I refused the performance. I did not refuse love; I refused the counterfeit. The refusal cost me everything. People say loneliness is the absence of others. They are wrong. Loneliness is being intact in a world that rewards fracture. It is being original where copies are easier to circulate. I did not lose people; I was never selected by the system that distributes them. I carried a heart that wanted to give without invoice. The world answered with rates. Every touch asked for currency-money, status, compromise, obedience. When I could not pay, I was instructed to disappear politely. So I did. I disappeared while remaining alive, which is a more difficult discipline than death. Read more from here...

Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 40 - Personal Grudge Universe, you hold a personal grudge against me. Everything in my life feels planned- not by chance, but by intent disguised as luck. I arrive at the wrong time, the wrong place, as if each moment were plotted by a hand Read more from here...

Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 39 - Unfolding As The Beast snarls in Kung Fu Hustle: "In the world of kung fu, speed defines the winner." Don’t mistake me. I only want to kill you- or be killed by you. Read more from here...

Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 7 - Mann, Desire, and Intent

Prison, cage, shackles, impatience- anxiety, frustration, irritation, then anger, hate, and at last, acceptance. Senses awaken, states are acknowledged; emotions flow, feelings are realized. Read more from here...