My carnivorous darling, my adored Predator, I long to be torn Limb from limb from limb by your Jewel-studded jaws I wish be ripped to pieces Rent in two I want to be devoured as… [more]
Zinone confronts his actions, while Jerrod searches for healing.
I make a list of things I don’t know: 1) The precise hue of your beard when you’re pouring me wine. 2) The name of the kind of bread you bake. 3) The probably obscene… [more]
Jerrod makes some new friends, while Zinone encounters an old acquaintance.
I’m sitting and smoking and watching Alice pop these huge blue pills into her mouth. She just scoops them up in her hand and pops them in like it’s nothing, like they’re candy, but they’re… [more]
Previously on The Third Age… The completion of “The Fall,” a drug designed to give humans the powers of gods, marked the realization of Jerrod Woolf’s twenty year vision. But things didn’t quite come out… [more]
Billy Idol’s music makes my dick hard. So does baseball: playing it, watching it in person, on TV, listening to games on the radio, trading and collecting bubble gum cards, you name it. Combine both… [more]
Frank Monroe saw the ants below. He thought of his dad. A mostly empty bottle of fine Irish whiskey sat on the glass endtable inside his penthouse. He gripped the rail. The big plasma TV… [more]
A quiet store, Saturday night, ten minutes to closing time. One customer remained, a female browsing the Pop music CD’s. The humming fluorescent lights illuminated her starkly, without shadow. Chuck Disani approached her with loping… [more]
_____Martians don’t masturbate.
Jim grappled with his cock, imagining himself transforming into pixels as he thrust it into the image of a woman’s vagina. A mind beyond his penis insisted this could happen. It was the same mind that assured him… [more]
Dreamed on 15 Jan 2013. I was at my parents’ house, helping them move electronics around the living room. Everything we moved had other things behind it, flattened cardboard boxes propped up against the wall,… [more]
Holly meets a new friend. Jerrod struggles with new realization. After this episode, there will be a month-long hiatus to finish post-production on the final Third Age episodes. Then the series will return for a… [more]
After Dad died and we moved in with Leon, everything went to shit. I remember the first night he did it to me. I was fourteen. Mom was–most likely passed out–downstairs on the sofa with… [more]
Mark thinks about his future, while Zinone is haunted by ghosts of the past. Look for another new episode next week, and be sure to follow us on Twitter (@thirdagebegins) for the latest news. The… [more]
There’s really nothing wrong with the Valley. People accustomed to Sunset look down on it but paradise has its limits; thinking all of Los Angeles can be a palm-lined mirage of awesomeness is lunacy. The… [more]
Holly confronts her jailer, while Zinone attends a party. Look for another new episode next week, and be sure to follow us on Twitter (@thirdagebegins) for the latest news. The Third Age is a psychedelic… [more]
I am wearing a facsimile of glasses worn by a young man when he was shot six times outside his apartment. It was a tragedy and it was infamous so I do not have to… [more]
Zinone reunites with an old friend, and Morning finds herself seeing static. Look for another new episode next week, and be sure to follow us on Twitter (@thirdagebegins) for the latest news. The Third Age… [more]
It is evening, and the sun is low. I ring the doorbell to my sister’s house. She answers the door, her brown eyes alight with excitement. “Why hello, Mike!” Nicole gushes. “How’s my favorite brother… [more]
Zinone negotiates, Morning deals with a bad dream and Holly wakes up. The Third Age is a psychedelic webseries from the creators of acclaimed documentaries Grant Morrison: Talking With Gods and Warren Ellis: Captured Ghosts.
The Martians have decided to get married. Bridal magazines unfold on the end tables and curl in the humidity of the bathroom. Every weekend they take the city bus to the mall, to David’s, and… [more]
Zinone returns to The Third Age, and life is looking good, if only that pesky conscience would stop bothering him. Meanwhile, Woolf Pharmaceutical expands production. Look for another new episode next week, and be sure… [more]
John M. Edwards, an alien spotter, drives out with some friends through the lonesome Texas tumbleweeds to party down with extraterrestrials. —————————————————————— Have you ever gotten an RSVP from Heaven? So here I was smack effing dab… [more]
Jerrod’s vision is realized, but at what cost? The psychedelic journey continues in The Third Age, Volume II.