Messenger Puppet

The Rider on the White Horse 11I saw heaven standing open and there before me was a white horse, whose rider is called Faithful and True. With justice he judges and makes war. 12His eyes are like blazing fire, and on his head are many crowns. He has a name written on him that no [...]

Notice any resemblance? I’ve seen faces in the window I’ve seen faces in the street They walk and talk of nothing

Fargo, as performed by welded metal sculptures that have nothing to do with the movie.

Captain’s log, stardate 4040.7. On the surface of planet IV, system 892, the landing party has won the confidence of what obviously is a group of runaway slaves. They dwell in caves not far from a large city, wear rags, live under primitive conditions. But they are creatures of a heavily industrialized 20th century-type planet [...]

Captain’s Log, stardate 2821.5. En route to Makus III, with a cargo of medical supplies. Our course leads us past Murasaki 312, a quasar-like formation. Vague… undefined. A priceless opportunity for scientific investigation. On board is Galactic High Commissioner Ferris, overseeing the delivery of the medicines to Makus III.

Kirk: What kind of a transmission? Chekov: Acoustical beacon. It, uh, repeats at intervals of 12 seconds. Facesuckers ensue. Then, Then inglorious death, because Phasers lose to molecular acid.

Tell me why bike commuting is such a great idea again…

as interpreted by carnivorous monsters.  Your witchcraft won’t help you now, Tom Cruise