There is no easy way to cheat death.
Those who say they’ve gone down the hard path and achieved immortality are either ignorant, liars, or false gods that can still be felled in a single swoop. All who have attempted have died, and thus to quote the great philosophers: “The only way to cheat death is to be remembered.”
I believe I have found a middle ground between the two roads.
If all that mat...
“‘Sometimes the only way to really forget everything is to go to sleep. Only then I might be able to see you again, back in that wonderful, sweet dream.’
After he wrote that, he was found dead in Void Dream’s containment unit the ensuing morning; a suicide, if you will**.**” He states, rapping the clipboard with his pen; his tone nor posture has not faltered throughout this whole presentation, not...
Until that fateful day, I wasn’t sure when I had seen you last. The days until then had merged into a blur; the company didn’t let me of get any time off, and the lunch breaks we got were always interrupted by a warning blare. The trumpet’s noise will never leave me, but somehow, in that place, I left you. I only found about what happened to you through an offhand comment from two gossiping employ...
Before life even had a chance to begin, there was always Desect, the all-encompassing being who, from his corpse, everything would be borne. Before the his dismemberment however, there were no valleys or mountains: Desect was smooth and unblemished. There were also no rivers and lakes: Desect was whole and complete. There were no animals or plants either; the only thing seperate and different from...
“They exist, you know.”
“What?”
“You know what I’m saying. Them, with their pale skin and tall stature, them with just not the right amount of fingers..”
“No, I get it, I-“
“..it makes you think like they’re almost like trying to mimick us.”
“..Huh?”
I forced my head up, glancing away from where I previously absorbed myself in my work, where my thick, gloved hands prodded at a piece of curio...
Zahd’s Ant (Zophotermes Susumus), formerly named the Susum Termite is a species native to Southern Asia and introduced elsewhere to all six continents.
Zahd’s Ant’s former name, Susum Termite, originated from its pillar-like colonies built upward, out of trees. The most notable attribute of its is the strength of its hives, which are always more resilient and rigid than the material used to make ...
“Look how far we’ve come.”
The cliche words are said, whilst I wildly waving and pointing with my free hand at the curved, smooth walls of the tunnel. In the other hand, I swing back and forth the child in between us, the voice of laughter following from the both of them breaking the silence.
The metallic walls are untainted, clean and tidy and an intense contrast against the garish sights we had...
Comatose
I’d might boast
That you’re the one I love most
Except that on dead ears you’d hear
“Can you hear me?”
Coddling
I’m closely snuggling
Frostbite body can’t stop me from tussling
Even though you’re locked rigid I ask
“Can you hear me?”
Corpse
God’s best work
By now floral beauty dies and warps
Except your pretty touch lulls to question
“Can you hear me?”
Couldn’t
It didn’t
Assemble to an...
We hadn’t been friends since childhood but I thought we were close to count as such. Or, at least, I respected him, he respected me, and we were both mutual on that. I considered that enough back then. Maybe if I had known better, I would have done more of an effort to join him on his escapades, journey along.. not just simply meet monthly at a rickety tavern in the town we first met in.
When we ...
His presence always stirs something furious in the eyes of others, his softspoken words sung into various ears, slithering pleasant ideas into other’s minds, but never with me.
When others’ hearts previously closed had quickly turned molten underneath his warm gaze, he just simply could never find a way to wriggle into brain, nor heart.
A steel wall, a impenetrable fortress, a crisis he just could...
