Frenzied fantasy,
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Final submission.
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“Not to be the token goose,” Antin said. “But isn’t that like describing the Dreth? Every time we’ve fought them, they seem to come back even more conniving.” Georgios sighed, “there seems truth to both statements. Humanity has grown back every time we’ve been beaten back, but the Dreth have survived literal hell, and grown stronger for it.” “Well, this won’t be humanity’s final submission. Even in my time we knew time moves in ages that come and pass, and come again. Not literally, of course, but our knowledge and our connection to Light and Darkness grow and wanes. We learn, we forget, and relearn again.” Zhe’ra paused to look at the younglings. “And let me assure you, no matter how dreary it looks, there will always be another chance.” After a brief silence, Bill asked the obvious question: “So how can we protect the planet from itself?” Georgios looked as lost as Bill and Antin, but after a glance at his Aludim he continued. “What Zhe’ra says rings true. But she also revealed the answer, maybe without knowing it. We need to enlighten people, bring the Light back into each one willing to let it speak to them.” “That sounds awfully like a religion,” Antin said. “Where I’m from religions bring strife and despair while preaching the truth of a god.” “The Light isn’t a god. It just is.” Georgios regaled. “Equal and opposite to Darkness it is a force of all that is growth, creation, and progress. By connecting to a thinking being – one who has a soul – something remarkable happens. A kind of cosmic consciousness emerges. Not a being of its own, but an exchange between the Light and the soul.” He looked at the three of them. “In my time we called it the creator and the dark one, but I see those are just names for the same thing. The creator wasn’t a god. It didn’t dictate or demand. It just was the start and upkeeps of reality. A reality the dark one wanted to destroy.” “As an opposite force, Darkness uncreates. Destroys, decays.” Georgios said. “Those corrup…
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final submission
if I bloom or just vanish
I’ll still call it mine
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What an absurd collective of people; what a view from the train;
what a kiss of sun that lingers on your shoulder; what a day to choose to travel; what else do I have to say to you about last night?
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I can't see the shore, surrounded by
such an absurd collective, black sheep
I think they call it, except I don't belong
anywhere it seems, always been
disjointed and out my own skin
trauma will do that
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Oversized shoes, an
Absurd collective of clowns,
Linguistic backflips.
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“The world has changed since you were young, that’s for sure. Maybe I could recommend some books or websites to help you to catch up on?” Bill said, thinking the best thing they could be doing was to learn more about the different countries around the area. He knew Brazil was close, and Venezuela and Cuba, and Mexico, but he didn’t really know much about them. “Yeah, we don’t fight with swords anymore,” Antin chimed in. “I have been reading about the broad strokes of history,” Tannamir said. “The language is so different from when I was young. But the computers here can show me documents in my native language, which is wonderful.” Antin sighed. “Well, the world seems to consist of an absurd collective of leaders – playing dice with us regular folk.” “We’re not exactly regular folk anymore Antin.” Bill looked up where Ar’Thyl and Nyx were intently watching them, “No, I know. But unjust, patronizing leaders upset me, like that ship. They clearly thought they knew the truth. And used weapons to try to put us down.” Nyx hrmph’d. Aludim, we were great! We stopped the Shadow from influencing those people. You and Bill did that. You both proved yourself as capable of being true leaders in the future. Ar’Thyl added. Bill looked up. “I find it suspicious that you two are ganging up on us!”
We are not, Aludim! Ar’Thyl feigned innocence. We just think you two think too little of yourselves. And are slow. Nyx added, before he turned from view. “Oh, the warmth from our Aludims!” Antin said, looking at Nyx where he cowered behind Ar’Thyl. “What do you mean slow?” Tannamir watched the whole scene thoughtfully, but he slapped his stick three times on the floor. “We were here to discuss the attack. I think we’ve gotten out of task.” “Sorry, councillor.” Bill said. Nyx and Ar’Thyl straightened and Antin came up to the front with Bill again. “Ar’Thyl shared images of the event with us. Except for what I just witnessed here in this chamber, I agree with your Aludims assessment. You two have proved yourself capable of greatness, on par with the other young Aludim.” He looked up as Zhe’ra and Castor came in. Zhe’ra looked at the gathered Edroth and the three humans. “Humanity of this age is like a gorse. Pretty and full of thorns, clamoring to anything. But when beaten down, they come back stronger.” #VSSFantasy Dice #VSS365 Warmth #VSSDaily Document #VSSMagic Gorse #Emoetry Patronized #WIPSnips Recommend #WeirdMicro Absurd collective
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absurd collective
bound by gossip, fed through tears
social climate change
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absurd collective
feelings that fight like strangers
under the same skin
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#emoetry #patronized #WeirdMicro
BuRevengeAucracy
#Patronized by the #Absurd_collective,
My eyes narrow at their #moral_uncertainty
over the virtues of abstaining from dropping
weasels down women's waistpants & rights
and I begin anew the #procedural_mutter
To get these gang of clowns disbanded.
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Gone is the flutter
First felt long ago
Traded unawares for
A procedural mutter
Repeating and slow
Graded with measure
The pendulum stutters
Passing what’s known
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That procedural mutter
never held a tune
never made flamingos
take to the sky
in the giddy month of June
Across the land we
plough and scatter
building bridges and pontoons
nothing beats an albatross
hiking to the moon
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Bill got up, intending to go find Antin and talk to the council. Before he turned the corner though, his mother called after him. “I hope you’ll not be reckless and engage in any fights my precious. Remember, I want you happy and safe.” “I’ll try, ma, but you know – the world is changing fast.” “It sure is. Well, give my best to Antin.” Bill blushed. “I will. Bye ma!” After exiting her rooms, he went to the elevator chamber and pressed the icon of the parliament tower entryway. He felt the slight tingle of Light as it passed through him and by the next heartbeat the doors opened and he could step out into the parliament foyer. Antin was there, waiting. “I haven’t dared go in. Ar’Thyl told Nyx to tell me to wait for you,,, Tannamir is muttering to himself about procedures and wayward governments. I don’t think he’s used to our world yet.” Bill laughed. “He is from another time. I don’t think there were guns in Wales in his day. Oh, mom says hi.” “Oh? Anything new?” “She’s staying in Al’Edos. I’m so relieved. She’s seemed overworked ever since dad died. I hope she can relax a bit here.” They entered the council chamber and the assembled Edroth all turned to look at them. Bill could feel Ar’Thyl entering at the same time as him. So, you didn’t go tell on us? He laughed. We are Aludim. We work together. Ar’Thyls reply was short and concise. “Well, there our saviors are!” Tannamir beamed when he saw them. “The attacks stopped a while ago; I suspect that was your doing?” “We talked to their immediate superiors and managed to turn their view. They’ll be sending an envoy once they find someone suitable,” “That’s good. The other young Aludim left a while back after Nick had a vision. I don’t know when they’ll be back. So, it’s just the Edroth, Georgios and us left to deal with this.” Bill looked around but couldn’t see his ancestor. “And Zhe’ra, surely. And my mom will help in the medical centre if needed.” Tannamir looked up, “yes, of course. That’s good…
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Life moved on in a
Procedural mutter, thoughts
Held close to the chest.
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Cave's procedural
mutter, endless whispering
about emptiness.
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Precious cans lining
Dusty cellar shelves
Cursive labels whisper
The contents that dwell
Preserved for a time when
moral uncertainty compels
Us to seek out past virtues
We saved for ourselves
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It was a high-stakes tournament. The rules were similar to strip poker, but instead of shedding clothes, they removed body parts: a pinky, a toenail, once an eye. There was plenty of uncertainty in the game. This time, the payout was worth losing an arm over.
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born ancient
and always ready to die
I will not fight it
welcome it instead
for there is a haunting hollow
a wearying grief
a vast expanse
a chronic ache in the bones
while pondering
where the moral uncertainty
disappeared to
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just like a birthmark
moral uncertainty spoils
a heartbreaking flaw
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Chapter Eleven Bill was exhausted. So much had happened over the past few days that he was beat. Instead of heading into the parliament, he went to his mom’s rooms and found her drinking a cup of tea on her couch. She shimmied over and he laid down with his head in her lap, like he’d done many times growing up. “How are you doing my love?” Anita said, stroking his head. “I’m good ma. Just needed a rest.” He yawned. “You’re making me feel all nostalgic William. But do you like it here?” Her voice was mild, with hints of concern. “I love it here. I have friends, and Ar’Thyl – having someone so close you can share thoughts and feelings with - it’s special! I wouldn’t want anything else.” “Not even…” she paused. “Not even a boyfriend?” Bill shot up. “Ma!” Anita worked him back down before continuing. “Oh precious. You don’t need to worry. I see how you care for Antin. And I see how Antin looks at you. There’s nothing wrong, no moral uncertainty about that. If you like him, and he likes you, that’s wonderful.” Bill was silent a long while. “I’ll go get you a drink, love, I’ll be right back.” She carefully lifted his head and placed a pillow under it and headed out in the hallway to the food device.
Do I like him? Bill thought. Really? I think you do. I think you know you do. Ar’Thyl answered. Anita returned with a can of soda. “Here you go love.” He took it while getting up to sit beside her. After a sip he looked at his mother. “How do you like it here? Gramps? I haven’t seen him much.” She laughed. “Your gramps got the shock of his life when he found out his kindly neighbor was really the aunt he had as a child, was in fact his biological grandmother. He’s been interrogating her for days, except when we all were searching for you.” She looked at him sternly. “You know that disappearance scared us all half to death.” Bill looked down. “I know ma. It wasn’t on purpose.” “I know that. But I’ve talked with Zhe’ra and Tannamir. I think there’s a place for me here. Anthony has started showing me the healing centre. I think I can work there.” Bill perked up. “So, you’ll stay?” “I think I will. If that’s ok with you.” “I’d like that.” #VSSFantasy Venture #VSS365 precious #VSSDaily can #VSSMagic Mild #Emoetry nostalgic #WIPSnips Shimmy #WeirdMicro Moral Uncertainty
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After all the action, rest, a mothers love and acceptance is gold.
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Moral uncertainty
Over murder, of all things,
That's where we are at.
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Twilight lingers in
moral uncertainty, to
side with light or night?
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a sharp citrus spray
humorous critique wipes down
my ego’s old stain
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Rainbow grins wide, a
humorous critique of tears
turned to sunny skies.
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The captain backed up, praying to whichever god he was mumbling to. Bill turned up his charm. “You seem to think us something akin to be evil lycanthropes, we are not! We’re human and Edroth. The creatures who attacked you were Dreth, creatures that serve darkness and chaos. So, I ask again; why are you attacking us?” Around them the soldiers had dropped their weapons when they saw none got through Bills shield, nor did they hurt the Edroth, who were standing proud around the wrecked remains of the weapons stations. A thin, short black-haired man came out of the cabin, “I’m the resident envoy of the government. Our leaders saw your speech right now and are reviewing the footage from the attack. If what you say is true, we apologize for this misfortune attack we initiated.” Nyx didn’t like the weasel. If you want to talk to us: next time just ask! A puff of Light escaped his nostrils as he breathed down the little man. We are not here to offer a humorous critique of your ways, but you did wrong. The diplomat cowered and backed up to the wall behind him. Bill remained standing, as non-threatening as he could, intensely aware of Antin beside him. Inside conflicted feelings ran through him. Anger at the unprovoked attack, despair about what a little weed this human appeared as. And an intense awareness of the handsome man standing just out of view – but very much within his awareness. A phone rang, the diplomat looked at the two men in front of him and took the call. A few seconds later, sweat dripping on his brow, he looked at Bill. “My government offers sincere apologies for this misunderstanding. And is prepared to start diplomatic relations with your government.” Bill looked at Antin, understanding flowing between them, Nyx and Ar’Thyl also agreed. “That is well. When they send someone worthy, we can talk. Now, pack up and leave our waters.” He jumped back up on Ar’Thyl, any semblance of modesty left behind. Antin looked at his friend sitting regally…
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Stages of Casting Out Curses Brewing the spell from endless remorse for could-a-have beens "Why did we let these pedophilic crazies take power?" Slip inside parallel universes hunting solutions "A dog's doing for this grand thing called being" Philosophical crackpots' ontological babble "I gave neither assent or consent to existence itself" Lancing with the powerless poison of acceptance "human nature is always etropic in character" Steeping inside the void within and without "Tomorrow will be the same as today, only worse." Controlling the flame of anger on low heat only "My ribcage can't stand the sheer rage this deserves" Putting the fan on to clear the smoke from mirrors "What CAN I do in all this, that I haven't thought of yet?" Realizing the potion must affect many to wor,- "Evil beats good by tricking good into surrendering first." Spritizing the world with hope and will to resist “Nil Illegitimati Carborundum, No Pedo Kings!” EchoGnomics
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I'm no hexpert. I'd sooner rhyme about poop than blather about the deathly toll of politics-- but sometimes it lands in one's backyard like a freshly decanted dumpster fire. You've been warned.
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The philosophical rabble
With their ontological babble
What does it mean to be
Questioning my reality
Then I’ll question yours
Tell me who you are
….
Yeah, that’s what I thought
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3.10—Ontological babble
3.11—Humorous critique
3.12—Moral uncertainty
3.13—Procedural mutter
3.14—Absurd collective
3.15—Final submission
3.16—Literary oblivion
3.17—Phonetic gravity
3.18—Emotional twist
3.19—Unresolved plot
3.20—Septic language
3.21—Fake citations
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The river spouts its
ontological babble
an eloquent flow.
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Ontological
Babble washed over me, the
Why of it all screamed.
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