Hello, my name is Jack

by on November 2, 2016 at 12:01 am
Posted In: Diaries

Sometimes I’m amazed at the kinds of life I find out in the worlds I go to. Sometimes it looks like something that could have grown up on Earth. Other times it is truly alien. And sometimes it’s twisted just enough that you can guess its origin if you look at it sideways. Like something that would be at home in Alice’s Wonderland or a Disney film. I can see why some people think that aliens talked to them to give them some of those ideas. Either that, or they had some really good drugs to spike their imaginations. Sometimes I wonder which possibility I would prefer.

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Hello, my name is Betty

by on November 1, 2016 at 12:01 am
Posted In: Diaries

Humanity has created many great and terrible things in its time in the sun. Spears. Stories. Swords. Plays. Guns. Movies. Nuclear weapons. Cat videos. What humanity has done with those creations is what has changed the worlds. They have brought joy and terror. Laughter and weeping. Calm and manic paranoia. Humanity can build worlds up, or it can bring them down. The very gift of sapience that makes humanity amazing, can also make them terrible. Humanity brings the twins, good and evil, wherever it goes. That is humanity’s gift. And humanity’s curse.

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Hello, my name is Charles

by on October 30, 2016 at 12:01 am
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I have visited the ruins of the people who lived on our worlds before we did. There are not many left, but they can be found if you look hard enough. Our government is not the only one who has tried to erase them from history. It can be seen in all of the ruins. They did not die out in the distant past. They were destroyed. They were defeated. They were wiped out. They were erased from history. Who hated them enough to want to erase the very memory of their existence from the universe? And what can we do about it now?

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Speed

by on October 29, 2016 at 12:01 am
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I asked, “Wanna race?”

She snorted and said, “With what?”

I was feeling real proud when I waved at the new sports car.

She snorted at me. “Please. My two wheels have more speed than all four of yours combined. You’d be so far back, even the cops would refuse to give me a ticket for street racing!”

That’s when I got a little indignant. “Well, fine. If you’re too scared to race me, I’ll just find someone else.”

“Oh, I’ll race you,” she said with a wicked smile. “I’ll race you anytime and anywhere.”

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