Stream of Consciousness
"THE UNICORN FOREST"
In the year 3030, the Earth had changed. Technology evolved in mass proportions. Humanity had spread across the stars. There was a place in a forgotten part of the galaxy. The entire planet was covered in trees, flowers, succulent plants, and other edible plants to sustain what was left of humanity.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 2 years ago in Fiction
The Paradox of Time
The Paradox of Time: A Journey of Loss and Acceptance The dusty afternoon sun cast long shadows across the sprawling junkyard, its harsh glare reflecting off a peculiar metal box amidst a mountain of discarded electronics. This wasn't your average radio; it was slightly larger, with two knobs resembling worn-down stones. One knob with three markings—right, north, and center—seemed to control time itself. "Present" and "Delay" flanked the right side, while "Center" held the promise of stillness. The second knob, a smooth ring, rotated a full 360 degrees, hinting at the ability to manipulate the flow of time. A peek inside the heavy cover revealed a tangle of intricate machinery, its complexity justifying the device's unusual weight. A hefty pack of electrolytic batteries completed the odd contraption, seemingly powering its extraordinary abilities.
By Monnade Mixoum2 years ago in Fiction
Bridge Over Troubled Water. Top Story - March 2024. Content Warning.
At 29, you'd think I would have felt an overabundance of emotion by now. But, I haven’t. Each day, I maneuvered mechanically neither awake nor sleep. My life has been one dimensional and gray. It's been lukewarm. And it's essence has completely passed me by. My name is Gabriel. And this is my story.
By Jennifer David2 years ago in Fiction
The Haunting of Molly Greenwell . Content Warning.
As Jamie's arms wrapped around me from behind, the heat of the flames danced against my skin, sending shivers down my spine. His voice, smooth and seductive, sent a thrill through me unlike anything I had ever felt before.
By Emily Curry (Rising Phoenix)2 years ago in Fiction
A Tale of Missed Opportunties
In a hidden valley, nestled amongst ancient trees, lived two doves named Pip and Pop. They were inseparable companions, their feathers reflecting the morning sun as they soared effortlessly through the clear blue sky. But lately, a shadow of worry has fallen upon their routine. The once lively stream that gurgled by their nest had dwindled to a mere trickle. Each passing day brought anxiety as the water level dipped lower.
By Monnade Mixoum2 years ago in Fiction
The Clock. Top Story - March 2024.
############################################### The following are all fictional snippets of life's crucial moments caught by a time machine called a "clock." Whether we are controlled by time or we seek to control time, we are all subject to the meaning it conveys. Time reminds us there are forces at work beyond what we see. It is concretely set. As the adage says, it waits for no man. Time is a teacher. Time can be joyous or sad; the clock is very fickle and isn't at all prejudicial. It isn't fair, but then again, it really is...It's a vicious dictator and also a loving friend who reminds us to sleep, eat, and rise again for another day. The clock reminds us that we are spinning around constantly. In all of our spinning, we are chided to slow down, speed up, or stay in control. Until one day we cease to spin at all.
By Shirley Belk2 years ago in Fiction
