Alex H Mittelman
Bio
I love writing and just finished my first novel. Writing since I was nine. I’m on the autism spectrum but that doesn’t stop me! If you like my stories, click the heart, leave a comment. Link to book: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0CQZVM6WJ
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Phantasmagoria Lavatoria
It’s 2050, and the most exciting thing is all of the new theme parks that are being built. I dragged my son to one, who at first called theme parks old fashioned, a waste of space that could be devoted to regrowing a rainforest, and didn’t think he would enjoy the experience.
By Alex H Mittelman about a year ago in Futurism
The Terrarium Anomaly. Content Warning.
It’s 2050. Plant life was struggling to survive on earth with an excess of pollution, and in 2032 there were three hundred giant Terrariums, some camouflaged as planets, each full of every life form on earth except for humans, sent into space. This was all done by billionaire philanthropist Robert Watkins, who’s family had benefitted from oil drilling back when gas powered cars were king. Now he owned several solar power plants, wind farms and eco-friendly rental properties he called his “tree houses,” or houses that were covered in trees. His space terrarium's were his way of fixing the sins of his family. He
By Alex H Mittelman about a year ago in Futurism
Mind Jacked. Content Warning.
The year is 2050. People have embraced a new way of communication. Each person has a tiny implant, no bigger than a grain of rice, put in the back of their neck. These implants enabled them to connect directly to the "Human Intelligence Virtual Electronic Mind Inside the Network of Dreams," or H.I.V.E. M.I.N.D. For short. It was a global web of human minds, all connected. It allowed people to share thoughts, emotions, experiences, and knowledge instantly. It blurred the lines between individual minds, creating a semi-collective consciousness where everyone could think as one, if they allowed their chips total control. People knew what everyone was thinking when they were willing to turn their chips privacy filters off, so it was like mind reading if both parties agreed to the terms of service. And since everyone was ok thinking what everyone else was thinking, it was a true hive mind indeed.
By Alex H Mittelman about a year ago in Futurism
Insomniac’s Manifesto. Content Warning.
In those fleeting and rare moments when sleep deigned me worthy to visit, the kaleidoscopic landscapes of my dreams were nothing short of whimsical, an oneiric phantasmagoria that bedazzled my subconscious mind with its riotous and wonderful splendor!
By Alex H Mittelman about a year ago in Fiction
Creep Shrieker. Top Story - December 2024. Content Warning.
I was squatting outside using the woods as a bathroom when I heard a loud howl. I was so scared that I accidentally grabbed a handful of poison ivy leaves to wipe with before picking up my pants to run!
By Alex H Mittelman about a year ago in Fiction
Life Therapy
My name is Dr. Jones. Dr. Bryson Jones, but you can call me Bear Hug. Not because I give bear hugs, but because I make offers to people that are so good, it’s actually illegal to refuse the offer because me and my investors can sue you, a refusal being bad for business and all.
By Alex H Mittelman about a year ago in Fiction
I Barely Survived a Cold
I've been wallowing in a pit of mucus-filled misery and despair, battling a cold that seemed to have been sent straight from the depths of hell. But lo and behold, the tides have turned, and I've emerged from the abyss, slightly less snotty and with a renewed hope for brighter days ahead! I barley survived!
By Alex H Mittelman 2 years ago in Poets
