Jesse Leung
Bio
A tech savvy philosopher interested in ethics, morals and purpose.
Stories (43/0)
From Bullied To Boss
Jackie lay on his bed as he usually did at night, haunted by the nightmares of past mistakes and hating himself for being so stupid. It had taken more than ten years for him to control his fear of the mob; the combined peer pressure of his family, friends and associates. The bullying had started in high school, after his parents unknowingly bought him a pair of shoes typically worn by the effeminate. From then on, Jackie was terrified by the fear of what society would think of him, and petrified by the shame being tacked onto him on a daily basis. For the next few years, he avoided conversations or unnecessary socializing, too embarrassed to even ask for a refund for an incorrect meal order at a restaurant.
By Jesse Leungabout a year ago in Futurism
Downtown Facade
If walls could talk, they would tell of unspeakable things; heinous, hideous and horrors of modern day society alongside hopeful and honourable deeds. The walls that line the skyscrapers of downtown Vancouver are no different than their brothers and cousins around the world. Shiny, reflective surfaces make for a modern look, yet some see it as just a reflection of beauty elsewhere and not in of itself.
By Jesse Leungabout a year ago in Earth
Of Swords and Dragons
Chapter 1: Pandora’s Box There weren’t always dragons in the Valley, at least not for a very long time, but by some foolish test of science, humans performed tests on a plethora of animals, exposing them to near-fatal doses of nuclear radiation in the hopes of controlling evolution and harnessing the ability of a species to adapt to their environment.
By Jesse Leung2 years ago in Fiction
Luxuriously Lost at Sea
Morton Giesbrecht tested the sturdiness of the cable that would be soon his lifeline as he prepared to dive into the depths of the freezing Atlantic. Off the coast of the frigid Canadian province of Newfoundland, he was tasked with exploring the century-old wreck and recording anything that he could find inside in order to piece together the secrets of the long-lost liner, better known as the unsinkable Titanic. Looking over to his side, two other divers were preparing just as he was, suited up in warm clothing and equipped with head mounted high-definition cameras. As the waves pushed and rocked their medium-sized crane-equipped boat, Morton was grateful for the relatively stable weather, otherwise they would have pulled the plug on the mission for the day.
By Jesse Leung2 years ago in Fiction
Vessels of Darkness
Zipping by the bustling market in Ninkong, full of vendors seeking customers to buy their wares, Bao Wang hurried to the bird stall where the owner had imported an owl, just as he had requested. Looking to participate in the first secret rodent remediation job opportunity offered by the undergrown movement against Chibaese rule, the wage of ten million fabi a week was nothing to be sneezed at. Parking his rusty bike outside the shop, he opened the door, which rang a tiny bell alerting the shopkeeper to his presence.
By Jesse Leung2 years ago in Fiction
Red Rose Country
They say owls are some of the smartest birds in the planet, able to give sage advice or guide their watchers from imminent danger. Hunters in the night, their large eyes miss nothing that happens around them, always on the alert for danger or their next meal. But a new menace has come to face the owls; the threat of human settlements being built over demolished forests that used to be home for the nocturnal birds. Sprawling roads connected hundreds of new houses and townhomes in Fort McMurray, where oil sands development has literally created the
By Jesse Leung2 years ago in Earth
Hide and Seek
The crisp autumn air smelt of fallen leaves and fresh bread being baked in the country home overlooking a vast cattle ranch. The penned off areas consisted of many acres of fertile grasslands bordered by boreal forests of evergreen trees like Lodgepole Pine. The grasslands allow the cattle to graze until the winter when they switched to a diet of straw and hay. Wafts of smoky hot air dissipates from the chimney, like some cloud-making machine, spreading the aroma from the bustling homey kitchen.
By Jesse Leung2 years ago in Wander
Living Next to a Fire Hall
To the firemen stationed at the local Cloverdale firehall in two-thousand-and-three to two-thousand-and-four, you will never be forgotten in my mind for coming to our rescue when we needed help the most. My dad had fallen off a ladder while placing décor int the house, and he suffered a serious head injury when he hit the tiled floor. As blood began to pool, we called the emergency line and immediately, within minutes, firemen and emergency medical services personnel arrived and whisked my dad to the Royal Columbia Hospital. While you guys were only doing your duty, what you did next really touched my heart and made me all the more grateful to have firemen work close to our house. I never would have expected it but you mowed our lawn for several months, and I never got to fully thank you for your help, until many years had past, and by then, there was a new crew in the station. I just want to say thank you for your kindness to our family and for saving my dad’s life. In fact, my dad used to be a fireman in Hong Kong, and so I have a deep appreciation for firemen and what they do—risking their lives to save others.
By Jesse Leung2 years ago in Humans
Resting With the Fishes
Over the course of the last eight years, my typical sleep cycle and times of rest have been a rollercoaster of highs and lows, from insomnia to sleeping a staggering sixteen hours a day. The problems with sleep affected my mental, physical and emotional health, requiring hospitalization twice and the necessity to leave my part time occupation as an organics garbage sorter. Presently though, I am sleeping quite well and had just gotten a brand new tropical freshwater aquarium, which I am including in my new year’s resolution. I plan on spending at least an hour a week calming myself down by observing my fish and watching them perform the most mundane of tasks like searching for food or exploring the tank. Indeed, watching the fish makes me feel satisfied that I am providing for and protecting other living creatures who depend on me to take care of them. Seeing them live out their happy lives brings joy and excitement to an otherwise average typical week. However, it is interesting to explain how I have gotten to this state of peace, and to discuss the past problems that plagued my rest.
By Jesse Leung2 years ago in Motivation
Manifest Destiny
“Dad! Dad! Turn on the news!” Rushing to the living room and startling his parents, Josh sat down on the couch and flipped the channels till the news broadcast was on. As his parents joined him around the television, what they heard shocked them into dead silence.
By Jesse Leung2 years ago in Pride