Synchronized Chaos, August 2012: Dedication

On July 27, just a few days before the publication of this issue of Synchronized Chaos, millions of people around the world tuned in for the opening ceremony of the 30th Olympiad. Since then, Olympic fever has continued to take its characteristic grip on the popular imagination, and quite a few commentators have remarked on […]

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Poetry from Sam Burks

Highway 40 (going) Finally, the illusion of freedom, another renewal of heart, of electricity of the mind, neon colors dancing behind the iris and over the evolving land Finally, another state of convincing content maintain the stretching and shrinking shadows over this landscape: The winding veins of America, a highway stretching from west to east; […]

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“Jesus Insert”: A poem by Kim Brown

Jesus Insert by Kim Brown He that lives, is right besides me. His name is Jesus. In Him I can depend, and in Him I can trust. In Him I can do all things Through Evil, there is torment, hate, envy, and strife These People who serve the devil, want to steal your joy. People […]

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Bay Area Artist Spotlight: Rezrection & Hitman

In this issue, Synchronized Chaos is happy to feature some of the music of two of the Bay Area’s most exciting young hip hop artists: Rezrection and Hitman, the duo featured in the picture above. Both of them are natives of the region (one hailing from San Jose and the other from Pacifica), and after […]

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“Silent Requiem”: A short story by Joseph Johnson

Silent Requiem By Joseph Johnson The soft grass beneath my feet slightly tickled my senses. The light breeze brushed past my arms. I had never felt sensations like this before, nothing so real. I pushed myself past the field of marble slabs as I made my way to a small group of people. The senses […]

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Newman-X: Excerpt from a novel by Peter Lynch

NEWMAN-X by Peter Lynch Chapter I: Monday      At 9:30, after everyone else has gone home for the day, I sit at my office desk and unzip the side pocket of my black man-satchel, where I keep my less scrupulous effects: an eighth of marijuana, my bowl, a pack of cigarettes, a lighter, my half-full […]

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