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A World Without End
4/20/1142: The Great Peacemaker unites the five nations of Turtle Island under the People of the Longhouse. This abruptly puts an end to the warring of these five nations and becomes the oldest participatory democracy ever created as well as the foundation for the most powerful government in the world.
By Carpe Breeze4 years ago in Fiction
BLUE KIA SOUL
Life is simple. Complicated, is an excuse people use to pretend like they know what the hell they're talking about. "You wouldn't understand, it's complicated." They say. Well I beg to differ. You see, unlike most I came from nothing. I don't mean mommy-and-daddy-can't-afford-the-next-gen-console version of nothing. I came from literal nothing, as in must-be-nice-to-have-a-ceiling-during-the-winter nothing. One phrase that I would hear over and over again is that "money can't buy happiness". Well, you know what can buy happiness? Plumbing, hot water and a working stove. In some countries these are called utilities. Do you know what buys utilities? Money. Some would argue that it's more complicated than that, however I would avoid arguing with an idiot. I went from nothing to something, chaos to order, anger to happiness. Until the year of 2022.
By Carpe Breeze5 years ago in Fiction
The Mind Flayer
David wondered if the plants were real and if his pondering on the validity of their existence, defeated the purpose of including them at all. The Mind Flayer interrupted his rumination as if she heard his inquiry telepathically and asked in a monochrome calm, "Perhaps this would be a good time to get to the... Er... proverbial, heart of the problem... David." Her tone, unfortunately while calm, had been slowly succumbing to the irony of pairing artificial lighting with outdoor plants since the moment David walked in. He just couldn't help but correlate the plants to himself, a plant in need of sunshine, bathing in a world of fluorescent lighting. A world without love. "So..." She continued. "Tell me about Gaia." The dreary sepia that covered davids soul burst into an eruption of vivid sangria green and for the first time since David stepped into the office, he lived. Noticing that she now had his full attention, the Mind Flayer continued. "You... described her as... Let's see here... Ah, a 'breath of fresh air' in our conversation over the phone." David chuckled, and by reflex looked up at something that couldn't have possibly been present in an empty room. "She wasn't a breath of fresh air. She was the act of drowning. An overcoming sensation of when too much of a good thing becomes deadly. The inclination of gasping for warmth, while accepting the unknown. She was... my world. Or perhaps she was the vastness beyond reach that I hoped to explore. The world I chose to live in." As he spoke David noticed the Mind Flayer's eyes were fixed on the locket Gaia gave him years ago. He suddenly understood what she meant now. David lived in an artificial world. A world where emotions were prescribed, individuality was a commodity, opinions were sold and love was a series of calculated transactions. Somehow in this artificial world David had found the one and only natural occurrence. And this Mind Flayer had referred to her as a problem, which in itself... Was a problem.
By Carpe Breeze5 years ago in Fiction
