Motifsdrugs

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Altered states, dependency, and the pharmacology of meaning.

5 works

For as long as he can remember, S has been on the verge of jacking it all in
Fiction

For as long as he can remember, S has been on the verge of jacking it all in

Cringe

Noah Blue · 27 min read

S’s wife packs her stuff and moves out of the marital home, taking the dog with her, which is fine by S (he never did like the yappy glorified rat anyway). The day after his wife leaves him, S tells his boss he’s quitting with immediate effect.

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Chad is at the bar
Fiction

Chad is at the bar

Gorillas have rights

Noah Blue · 13 min read

“Fine,” says the barman, shaking his head and looking cross, looking as if he’d rather be anywhere but this dingy shithole of a bar serving drinks to bibulous wastrels. He never wanted to be a barman. It just kind of happened. Everything in his life has just kind of happened.

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I am a big fat phony
Fiction

I am a big fat phony

Unfiltered

Noah Blue · 16 min read

I am a big fat phony. Right now, for example, I am at my desk busy tapping out an email to a colleague about something I don’t give two shits about, even though I am giving the distinct impression that I do.

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Two glowing blue anime-style eyes blazing against a pitch-black background
Fiction

Mr Two Fucks

A crime caper (of sorts)

Noah Blue · 46 min read

I have a problem. Allow me to elucidate. A certain someone, let’s call him Mr Two Fucks, has been sabotaging my work, clumsily and without guile, it is true, nevertheless sabotage is sabotage.

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Close-up of wide blue eyes against a bleached monochrome face, staring directly at the viewer
Fiction

Other than my parents splitting up, nothing much has happened recently

A coming-of-age tale (mostly)

Noah Blue · 27 min read

My dad recently moved out of the family home and into a studio apartment in a rundown part of town known for illicit activities. Why that part of town, I have no idea. It’s not as if my dad is poor and has to live there. In fact, he could probably afford to live in the so-called salubrious part of town if he wanted to.

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