If a book burns at Fahrenheit 451 (thanks Ray), that’s 233′ Celsius east of the Atlantic and west of the Pacific, and let’s round it off to 100,000 books on fire, would this mean the temperature was 23 300 000′ Celsius in the University of Cape Town’s library the day someone burnt it down? That is Hotazhell. The humungous steel roof structure melted into an art piece on the floor with shapes that would have been the envy of Dali’s […]

He was a speck in the distance. I watched him grow in size as he held his straight line on the road towards me. If I had not stepped aside, he would have walked into me, and if I had not said anything, he would probably have walked past me. He told me he worked over there, there, there and there: roughly the four points on the compass. He’s been around, I thought. Now he’s retired and on his afternoon […]

I doubled back as my future self would have driven me nuts if I hadn’t tried something. The Future Self would be a few hours later, around 3am staring at the ceiling. Impressively, it looks how the future would have seen it – almost. Plastic is my pet peeve, but strangely, my heart went out to this loner lying on the dark pavement lit by a parked car’s single headlight. I noticed the car was empty and brutally forced into […]