"So the landing ship comes down and opens its ramp. And the most horrific metallic bird screech I had ever heard came out of the transport and down strolls a fucking dinosaur. A triceratops. My charge had never seen dinosaurs, and they didn't take it well."
Category: Philosophy
When the Rocks Fell – When survivors wished they didn’t
"At the Festival of Death and Harvest, the Great Star was to make its appearance. The Sun had become jealous of the festival and began spotting black in anger, throwing out artillery of rock in an effort to blow the Great Star out of the sky. Over the next 3 days, the Earth knew a …
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As if the Sun didn’t give a shit about their feelings. #JOTL #WTRF
We have a story of a civilization that bet everything on mathematical models. They sent up their largest rockets with the most impressive boom boom. They successfully detonated the rock. It was as if the Sun didn't give a shit about their feelings. A few puffs of solar wind and now their one massive object …
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Twitter Writing – Natures antiseptic
The Atlantian port watch stared off into the horizon. What had been a single ridge in the ocean had grown into an increasing swell dotted with hundreds, maybe thousands, of white objects. This far south they possessed no words for icebergs, but words would not have saved them from the rage of the ocean. It …
Star Wars – For the Glory of the Empire – Death of the Reaper
The Imperial Star Destroyer Reaper shook violently with the impacts. Hemmoraging dead soldiers and blazing atmosphere from every wound it was almost as if you could see her deflate. Souls and soul pouring out. White-clad troopers hit dead against the main viewport. A sensor officer jumped up and began running for the door. His head …
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MicroPoetry – GOP 2020: “Ode to America.”
Fuck the kids, And fuck poor, More for rich More bleeding war Misery spends Profits soar Own land? Not anymore
Journal of the Lost – Children’s song, The Ice Giants
Rumble around Jumbled around The Ice Giants Came tumbling down Mountain of ice Mountain of snow Downriver Off we go Mashed bone Buried home Now the children Are all alone Death comes at night Death brings a fright Cold Wind Blows Tree high snows - Excerpt children's poem, near unknown glacial wall, YDSV.
