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Obsessed
Ash walked up and down the aisles of the little antique store, her hazel eyes fell on the little black notebook that sat next to the other trinkets. She slowly reached out and touched it, only to pull back quickly. A sense of peace had washed over her, she hadn’t realized she was tense in the moments before touching that journal. She looked around at the other trinkets, seeing a small porcelain elephant, an old tea set with delicate flowers painted on them and other easy nicknacks, but no other journals. “I have a million journals at home.”
Stephanie ShellenbergerPublished 3 years ago in FuturismKola Valvill Ramar Temple
Kolavalvil Ramar Temple is dedicated to Lord Vishnu, which is a temple 19 km away from Kumbakonam, Tamil Nadu. The temple is built in South-Indian style, mainly speaks the Dravidian architecture since it was constructed in that era.
Alex
A tall woman in a white lab coat led the group of males I was in and stopped at a door with a poster that read; 'The Sisterhood loves you. We care about your stay with us and want you to be comfortable in your reproductive chamber.'
Stephanie WatsonPublished 3 years ago in FuturismThis Is the Way To Be Successful
In this short case study, I share an easy way to practice active mindfulness and gain powerful life lessons while watching an entertainment show like The Mandalorian.
Forgetting Chewbacca
Rise of Skywalker has gotten a bad rap. For good reason. It sped through a derivative McGuffin quest, uprooting established lore at every step of the way. However, I think the most overlooked narrative mistake of the new Star Wars trilogy actually occurred in 2015’s The Force Awakens, years before anyone had the idea to make Sheev a grandpa. Grandpa Sheev. That’s an interesting family Thanksgiving. You know he’s got some conversational nuggets to share as he passes the Bantha milk.
Stephen JosephPublished 3 years ago in FuturismDubya meets Karen, the alien.
30th July 2008 Entry from the diary of President George Bush Jr. Dear diary, Today, while I was in the office. My secretary called to say I had a visitor named Karen – which I personally believe is a fine name for a strong woman. So, I ordered my secretary to show her in.
Liam FitzgeraldPublished 3 years ago in FuturismThe Armless Young Man
Page 1 This journal is property of Aiden Wilmont. --- Page 2 This is amazing! I can actually write my thoughts on a piece of paper now!
David E. PollackPublished 3 years ago in FuturismHow We Leased a Way Station for Intergalactic Immigrants
As I think back on it, I might have known something was wrong by the look of him. But we were eager beavers, ready to believe almost anything--and so we did.
Amber Alien Chapter 1
Amber Alien is just a normal seventeen year old girl, born on planet earth. She has long black hair, and dark black eyes. She lives in an orphanage, and never met her parents. She didn’t have any friends at the orphanage or at school, no one ever wanted to hang out with her. Amber was very smart she got all A’s on her report card. Amber wanted to be an astronaut, she knew everything about the solar system. At night while everyone was sound asleep in their bed, Amber looks through her telescope, and studies all the planets. Everyone got adopted except Amber. Amber was really upset she wanted a family to love her, and friends to talk to.
Jmjulius15 JayPublished 3 years ago in FuturismThe Anti Christ Trials and Tribulations, Schizophrenia in the 21st century
THE ANTI-CHRIST Trials and Tribulations are SCHIZOPHRENIA IN THE 21st CENTURY HOW THE HELL DID I GET HERE Everything had always been over for me. Hi, welcome to the cuckoos house. I'm being strapped to a hospital bed. Those dammed white suits. They code whited me. They had me completely surrounded. Holding me down. My legs. My arms. Even my head. But I'm not even resisting. Like what the fuck. I'm completely still. Holding back the urge to go nuts and start throwing knock out punches. Women and men without prejudice. Imagining pleading self defence in court. Explaining to the judge how it was all over a cookie wrapper and thus justified by them getting physical with me, for no reason. I could have knocked them all out. It's easily done with practice. I’ve had lots and done it at least twenty times. Out numbered. Fighting mad crowds of people all by myself. One time I knocked seven guys out one after the other until I got a cheap shot from some gubbly eyed bouncer twice my size who couldn't possibly take me on his own. One good hook up under the jaw just rubbers the legs right under you. Instead I'm not doing anything. I'm remaining stoic. Playing it victim style as i was. The fucking cookie wrapper wasn't even mine. Maybe it was. Who cares. It's still no reason to attack someone calmly writing in bed. The real reason was that I was refusing medication for schizophrenia.
Darren BouchardPublished 3 years ago in FuturismCash
“Tell me again.” Malcolm drew in a breath. His eyes were still closed. “Tell me what you think you saw.” He opened his eyes. Slowly and with great difficulty, as if struggling to the surface of a viscous fluid, he began to become aware of his surroundings. A small, dimly lit room gradually came into focus.
Brendan HanniganPublished 3 years ago in FuturismEmerald Oasis Prologue
Joyce Patrick saw her first fairy when she was five years old. She fairly young and had a golden dress up to her ankles. Her wings were so big for her frail little body that it seemed to weight her down. Joyce couldn't remember the conversation very much, but she remembered swapping her falling tooth for a shiny coin. It made Joyce so happy, that the coin was never spent. She never saw another fairy since.
Chloe GilholyPublished 3 years ago in Futurism