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Eléni & M Move to Athens - Part 3
This new series has its history in the form of several short stories, several poems, and a 13-part series that is linked at the bottom via Part 2 of this series. Anthi Psomiadou has graciously agreed once again to appear as a fictional character in this new series. The French subtitle means, A Foursome by Two. How great are the dangers I face to win a good name in Athens. Alexander the Great
Patrick M. OhanaPublished 3 years ago in FuturismThe Timeless Locket
I was born after the world ended, not ended as in the world is gone but ended as in what used to be is no longer. I never knew the old world, only tales from the elders who described a world where information was accessible at a touch. A world where metal birds flew in the air and people drove metal boxes on roads. This world that was described to me seemed like a fantasy. Those things do not exist any more, Some say humans were the culprit, others say it was just happenstance. I have no theory on what happened. All I know is the barren dark world that consumes our lives day in and day out. Food is scarce, people are cruel and life is hard. Daily quests into the dark wood to search for foods of any kind claim the lives of many on a daily bases, I am Henry my age is fifteen and this is my life.
Dalton RogersPublished 3 years ago in FuturismEléni & M Move to Athens - Part 2
This new series has its history in the form of several short stories, several poems, and a 13-part series that is linked at the bottom via Part 1 of this series. Anthi Psomiadou has graciously agreed once again to appear as a fictional character in this new series. Earth proudly wears the Parthenon as the best gem upon her zone. Ralph Waldo Emerson
Patrick M. OhanaPublished 3 years ago in FuturismEléni & M Move to Athens - Part 1
This new series has its history in the form of several short stories, several poems, and a 13-part series that is linked at the bottom via Part 13. Anthi Psomiadou has graciously agreed to appear again as a fictional character in this new series. A great city, whose image dwells in the memory of man, is the type of some great idea. Rome represents conquest; Faith hovers over the towers of Jerusalem; and Athens embodies the pre-eminent quality of the antique world, Art. Benjamin Disraeli
Patrick M. OhanaPublished 3 years ago in FuturismMy Life in Ancient Greece
I wonder whose fault it is that I am in love with Goddess Athena from Ancient Greece. I only mean it in a good way, of course. I love Athena to death. It cannot be because of my ex-muse. She was jealous at times but my poem about jealousy (linked at the bottom) may have put an end to that. She obviously did not inspire the words to that one. Another reason that I am quite suddenly in love with a goddess from over 3,000 years ago is her impeccable character which towered over any man’s or other god’s. The key reason, however, can only be related to my reading of someone’s poems and or stories that simply contained allusions to Ancient Greece and some of its source words, which more and more seems like the only culprit.
Patrick M. OhanaPublished 3 years ago in FuturismEléni’s First Visit - Part 13
This is the lucky-thirteen part of the tale. Goddess Athena asked me to write a final one given that the twelfth may have been too misleading. Some things were mentioned that should have been omitted, such as the declaration that Patrick, M, and Eléni were one and the same, which is somewhat false. Patrick and M may be two halves of one man, but Eléni is someone else altogether. So, why did I, Patrick, insinuate and then state that she was part of us and thus a third? You may need to read all twelve parts again which I linked at the bottom as Part 12 since it also links within it to all the others. But the gist of it is simple. I wanted to “see” the reaction of two of the characters. Athena played along because it seemed harmless. I was only going to test a hypothesis. Nothing scientific, mind you, but something ironic. It seems to have worked, but I am still not sure to what degree. It is the real reason why I suggest that you read the other twelve parts again, so you can help me understand if my final game worked out as I had planned. What are you talking about? I can almost hear a few of you think. It is hard to explain. There are too many parts to cover. I am sorry but I am finally laughing for a change. You are not trees as far I know. Remember that each of those twelve parts requires around six minutes of your time on average, so you need to schedule about eighty minutes in total, which includes this thirteenth and last part. By the way, the image above looks a little like Eléni, without the stars, of course. I counted eight and she is surely a ten.
Patrick M. OhanaPublished 3 years ago in FuturismCyborg Cowboy Outlaw
James Wilson 0137 hours, June 16th, 2145 This is it. Here’s my chance at redemption. The biggest job of my life so far is going according to plan. Bad Mouth Billy is offering $20 Million for Mayor McCullough’s daughter alive and unharmed. I’ll admit I roughed her up a bit while getting her on the ship but I swear the only real harm I did was to her feelings.
Tone SwingPublished 3 years ago in FuturismEléni’s First Visit - Part 12
This is the twelfth and last part of the tale, unless Goddess Athena asks me to write more. But she will not given the freedom that she affords me in all matters both literary and real. All eleven previous parts, linked at the bottom through Part 11, are a must to fully follow and comprehend this love affair between the real ((giggles)) and the unreal ((giggles)). Each other part requires around five minutes of your time, but this one will require more. More, I tell you, more! Anthi Psomiadou and R Tsambounieri Talarantas had graciously agreed to appear as fictional characters in this first visit of Eléni to Athens, where she had hoped beyond scientific reason to speak to Goddess Athena and find the missing Patrick. The story spans her two-week visit to ‘tis-blue and ‘tis-white Greece. Athena mia! At the touch of love everyone becomes a poet. Plato
Patrick M. OhanaPublished 3 years ago in FuturismEléni’s First Visit - Part 11
This is the eleventh part of the tale. There will be twelve parts unless Goddess Athena necessitates more. All ten previous parts, linked at the bottom through Part 10, are necessary to fully follow this ongoing romance between the real and the possibly real. Each part requires around five minutes of your time. Anthi Psomiadou and R Tsambounieri Talarantas had graciously agreed to appear as fictional characters in this first visit of Eléni to Athens, where she had hoped to speak to Goddess Athena and find the missing Patrick. The story spans her two-week visit to blue-sky-and-seas and white-independence Greece. Alcohol makes other people less tedious, and food less bland, and can help provide what the Greeks called entheos, or the slight buzz of inspiration when reading or writing. Christopher Hitchens (I still miss him to no end)
Patrick M. OhanaPublished 3 years ago in FuturismBeyond the Darkness
I don’t remember much of the world that was. It seems so long ago, like a dream, it remains in the recesses of my mind. I grew up in this world, after the end of everything, when the creatures came. They came out of the chaos of a war that could not be won, after man had finally invented their own destruction, leaders of nations had spoken of peace while threatening war and then they launched there nukes, instantly wiping out two thirds of the worlds population and making most of the land unlivable except for a few pockets tucked in valleys in the far reaches of the different land masses. The radiation from the nukes had killed most living things, humans, animals and nature alike, it did not discriminate, it just destroyed. Anything on the edge that didn’t die but could not escape became a living nightmare, changed into unrecognizable monsters that could not think except to destroy what was left. Things we once had were gone, weapons like guns and ammunition and artillery were replaced with blades, swords made by those who could work with steel. We learned to make bows and arrows. For in the instant the nukes hit we were blown back into the Stone Age. We not only had to defend against marauders but also the radians, for that is what we now called the creatures, they had begun to leave the areas of radiation and were wandering into the valleys, and had begun to attack our havens in ever increasing numbers.
Jesse NoelPublished 3 years ago in FuturismAtlas
I would do what I have to, to survive. Whatever it took, I would make it happen. I remember thinking that on an ordinary day as I drove to work. I don’t know why I thought about it while I was stuck in traffic on the I-15. Perhaps it was triggered by a recent tv show I watched, or else by the rapidly corrosive politics consuming our world at the time. Greed and depravity had been cleverly disguised as fair and equitable policies to the public back then. It provided the necessary foothold for evil to take control globally, and soon after our world had split into “The Marked” and the “Skuless”. You were either with the elite or against them. But before it got that bad, doing whatever I could to survive was an idea I never thought I’d actually have to consider. It was like contemplating how you might spend a billion-dollar jackpot, intriguing but unrealistic. What I didn’t realize then was how hard it would be to survive. Now I know each day is a battle to keep my identity.
A Land Before Time & The Eternal Time
The primeval time of the Earth, was like gestation before birth, realm beyond time measure or worth. Landscapes we’re wild lush & thick. Remote cultures worshiped the dick. With rituals most might think sick! We wrote our memories into stone. Space visitors became astro-bone. Speech & manner held savage tone. The Earth provided every need. Royal bloods on men’s souls would feed. We craved pure blood & men’s prime seed. Royals possessed prime genetics. Our blood vibed with high kinetics, intelligence & aesthetics.
David DuranPublished 3 years ago in Futurism