For Jay and Felix, Felix and Jay: Do Mind the Velvet Rope

Over here, in one of many alternate realities, we brave the harsh winds of the West Texas plains. The tumbleweeds are skittish right now and there's a strange constellation above. The heavens seem to have remade themselves, and yet, the litter remains. We're tending our rhizome and invite you in, though the path isn't exactly clear. It isn't from here, either. We've woven a tangled web and the practice is deception, but come on in. It's all fine. It's only imaginative, after all. We're experimenting in the wild coloring of prose and the surgical splicing of metaphors. Some might call it a nightmare, but be brave.