Everything in neat rows. Never a speck of dust, and heaven forbid, a stain. Each hair, glued perfectly to my head. I can’t stick out among the sea of robots who are just numbly going through the motions of a perfect life.

I am the last historian. All of the others are long gone, because let’s face it. Face what the world wants to bury like a tomb. History is far from perfect. And that is because ...

In the heart of the gleaming city of Solace, perfection was the law. Towering skyscrapers stretched toward a sky perpetually bathed in golden light, their surfaces polished to mirror-like sheen. The air was crisp, clean, and laced with the faint scent of blossoms, carefully engineered to soothe the mind. Every citizen of Solace moved with a serene smile, their thoughts aligned with the collective ...

When something went wrong in the past, you would soon forget about it or move on. That’s what I was taught back in school and by the therapist I once had.

But how do I forget all my friends and family getting me killed and them as well. How do I forget the people once pertecting us, now slowly destroying us . And though I remember it as well as a boy would remember to ride a bike, everyone that ...

One step in front of the other, grab the hilt of the knife, follow the orders given to us. I have been blending in for the past three years as one of them. The day you are born you are raised in a warehouse like home and the day you turn sixteen you will become like the rest. Everyone does as they are told without a question. Some of the things we have done are awful. I mean they have had us elimi...

I tumbled down a hill to you I felt

Love next to the willow tree is were

I felt love first time in a long time I’d

Never felt that way since someone

Made my heart tumble into a ditch

All I felt was a tumble tumble rumble

Rumble tumble tumble rumble rumble

You made my heart go tumble tumble

Rumble rumble woah I felt love with you

I looked into your glossy eyes and I

Realised I want to tumble into ...

Perfection

Introspection

Reflection

Rejection

Not me

You see

No glee

It’s we

Unique

To seek

Not meek

Strong not weak...

In the hour of collection Alexander sat up. While the rest of his classmates remain laying on the ground, their pupils hidden behind flesh, he couldn’t help but prop himself up. The barren walls around him freezing him. Despite no windows and only a door for this room of sleeping children, Alexander felt a breeze. It practically held him from the hairs on his neck, serving as an alarm. This newfou...

I couldn’t understand how I could be so out of the loop, like a joke everyone else could understand and yet I can only stand here baffled by the punchline. It was like in a world of perfection, I was the only outlier trying to get in, to understand what everyone was trying to attain. But if you asked any one of them what their end goal was, they wouldn’t be able to tell you. Perhaps some easy l...

Perfection is everyone’s dream, what will happen if that really come true.

I see people are painting their house, half day past by, they didn’t even start the work, just opened the paint can with exactly the shape of circle… I already painted my house, with the same steps.

I walk on the street, one person is sweeping the ground, he is very specific about very leaf and dust, that he must see no o...

Perfect clothes, hair, even makeup, everyone is so organized, everyone picks a color and sticks to it, nothing out of the extraordinary You are not allowed to be fat or too skinny you have to be just right and you can’t have a large nose or have freckles because that's ugly, not too loud just a normal noise level, girls are preferred to be short and petite guys are supposed to be tall and buff, bu...