Dennis Humphreys
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Reflections of the Future
Reflections on the Future by: Dennis R. Humphreys No one knows how or why there are premonitoions. Why are some people more disposed to them? It has been suggested within some scientific circles, that everhything we learn is stored outside of our bodies in some kind of magnetic field very much like the aura psychics talk about but is ridiculed by the same sciences. When the information is needed the brain acts as a receiver, goes out, and retrieves the information. But what if certain people are capable of retireving this information from further away, indiscriminate of whose brain the information is associated with? Is there a way to help them do this?
By Dennis Humphreys2 years ago in Filthy
Night Shadow
Night Shadow by: Dennis R. Humphreys The night can be a scary thing. We can't see what we hear and sometimes we can't hear what we can see. We think illogically at times in the dark and our primordial senses tell us to beware and fear the dark because predators lurk there waiting to devour us. That's how it was when mankind was young and was the hunted instead of being the hunter. He became the hunter as he bonded with other men to hunt, assuring his survival. However, that persistent fear of the night and of being alone continues.
By Dennis Humphreys2 years ago in Horror
The Assassin
The Assassin by: Dennis R. Humphreys Louis Montaigne was a killer...a cold blooded, precalculating killer for hire. For twenty years he was employed by a wealthy industriaslist who had him dispose of problems and people that interferred with his business, and that included politicians.
By Dennis Humphreys2 years ago in Criminal
Down the Wrong Hole
Down the Wrong Hole by Dennis R. Humphreys Chance Williams wondered what he was doing here and how life guided him to this point. He was only trying to make some good money, even though it was a little on the shady side. A lot of people did that and never ended up in this position. He read somewhere one time to do what you love, and figure out a way to make money at it, and you would discover your 'bliss'. Yeah...it was a Joseph Campbell thing...some world famous mythologist and religious expert. Maybe that was the problem. Doing that was just a myth. Maybe that's what got him here. That's it...it was Joseph Campbell's fault. If he was alive today he'd make him eat his books. But that was easy to say being duct taped to a piece of plywood with your head taped still and two dental wedges in your mouth to hold it open. He was lying flat on the plywood lying on the floor in a six by eight foot room with about two dozen snakes were lose and slithering about randomly. It was a matter of time before one decided to slither into his mouth and down his throat, choking him to death. Just the thought of it was terrifying, but then that's why the two goons and Victor, that put him here, did what they did. They were instructed to do it, not to just to get rid of him but in the process, use him as the deterrent to any others thinking about doing the same thing.
By Dennis Humphreys2 years ago in Horror
The Void
The Void by: Dennis R. Humphreys In the beginning, it is written, there was a great void. There was nothing. It was the realm of the supernatural because from it, matter was expelled, from which the universe was created. Nothing comes from nothing so there was something. It was the realm of the gods. If you want to call it heaven you can. Call it what you wish, but this was the domicile of the gods. This is where one god among the many who were part of the collective consciousness there, through his free will, exerted his independence. In the bible it speaks of the gods as 'we'. Then it speaks of the one who stepped forward and declared his independence through two words uttered to create the mass disturbance in the universe that continues to this day...'I am”.
By Dennis Humphreys2 years ago in Fiction
The Flies
The Flies by: Dennis R. Humphreys Do we ever really understand cause and effect. Politicians are famous for redirecting our attention to an effect an action has on creating it. Often the real effects go unnoticed until so called precautions are taken against a particular cause and the real problem arises centered around the real effect an action causes.
By Dennis Humphreys2 years ago in Horror
A Walk in the Park
A Walk in the Park by: Dennis R. Humphreys Intelligence is measured differently by different people in different environments. They overlook the basic premise of intelligence. That is communication through the ability of a subject to interface effectively to people of different backgrounds and even languages they can't speak. Without that ability a simple thing like warning someone to get out of the way of a speeding train could prove disastrous.
By Dennis Humphreys2 years ago in Fiction
Last Chance
Last Chance by: Dennis R. Humphreys Many believe we aren't the only ones inhabiting this universe. Some believe this isn't the only universe. There are scientists, normal people and some seemingly not so normal that believe in a multitude of dimensions, universes, and alien races. Some of these things have been proven mathematically by people far more intelligent than I...some are unproven and perhaps can't be, but can only be taken as they are at face value. Acceptance of such things is up to the mind of each of us judging in our hearts as to what we believe.
By Dennis Humphreys2 years ago in Fiction
The Healing Waters of Zimbia
The Healing Waters of Zimbia by: Dennis R. Humphreys Far away in a country of people, poor in what they owned, in a dry land that seemed to be cursed for raising food, lived a couple. They had been together as husband and wife for ten years. They were childless, for the woman, Towenda, had suffered an infection as a young woman that took her ability to have children. In a land where most men would divorce their woman for not being able to give him sons and daughters, her husband, Bantu, kept her, loving her just as much. She was his rising sun and his setting sun. A day without her was painful. They would often go into the land to look for food and forage for things to eat or put away for a later time. The others in their tribe would do the same but often as hunting parties together. Bantu and Towenda prefered each other's company and took joy in sharing their work.
By Dennis Humphreys2 years ago in Humans
Mail Order Ain 't What It Used to Be
Mail Order Ain't What It Used To Be by: Dennis R. Humphreys When I was a child, I read all the back pages of my father's Popular Mechanics. The classified ads fascinated me with item you could purchase from gyro copters to homemade hovercrafts made from an inner tube and a lawn mower engine. I imagined myself tearing down our road a few inches over the road surface with police hot on my tail. Of course I alluded them as I swiftly glided over the lake to stop their pursuit. I turned as I soared down the lake and laughed as I waved farewell to them seeing them disembark from their patrol car and shake their fists at me. Ahh...the imagination of youth.
By Dennis Humphreys2 years ago in Fiction
Jeremy Botts and the Psychic Peanut
Jeremy Botts and the Psychic Peanut A Grown Up Children's Story by: Dennis R. Humphreys Remember the whole story of St. Joan of Arc, the young girl who successfully led the French army against the English aggressors? She never had military training, never led an army but she claimed she took her direction from God. While others around her did not hear the voices, she did.
By Dennis Humphreys2 years ago in Fiction
That Damned Neighbor
That Damned Neighbor by: Dennis R. Humphreys My wife and I had been married for twenty one years. Mandy and I had our rough times but generally they were good. I think we reflected the situation of a lot of couples. No relationship is perfect. Most of the problems a couple have come from outside anyway. They're usually financial. It's never the big things that destroy a marriage because it's the big things that cause major blowouts which are done, gotten out of the system in some passionate display and you move on. You've released all the pressure by opening the steam valve fully. It's the little things that destroy a marriage or person because you push it to the back of your mind in an on going process thinking it's not worth fighting about and it's too small a problem to worry about. The problem is when you do it time and time again constantly, every day for years the pressure builds unnoticed until one day somebody blows and every little detail of what you find wrong about the other person comes out. You say and do things that aren't forgettable and that destroys a relationship. This isn't just about marriages but about every relationship there is within humanity.
By Dennis Humphreys2 years ago in Criminal
