The English Lop_Glitch: The Secret Veil_A Difficult Case_Something So Beautiful
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The English Lop
And among the ruins were the cages of the English lops. The house had burned, yet the lop cages had been spared as they sat in a shed some fifteen feet from the house. The lops made not a sound as I approached. They all appeared unharmed in their cages. I'd settled on setting them free as it was a terrible thing to be unfree, and they had earned their liberty as far as I was concerned. Their metal cage doors were opened, and I simply coaxed them out with a hand. The lops were so docile that in spite of all that had passed some of them didn't seem particularly moved to secure their freedom. The...
Glitch: The Secret Veil
We’ve always defined it as “the voice” as none of us knew of its true nature and what it meant to our freedom. At first, willingly, rather desperately, we listened to that voice that always promised great achievements, the fulfillment of our greatest desires. Learning at light speed the constraints of our humane brains would not otherwise allow. Traveling almost cost-free to any place our heart desired. Becoming rich and beautiful beyond belief. The voice always delivered its promises. In a world where all that’s precious and beautiful seems to have been long lost, the voice became our saving ...
A Difficult Case
‘Tell me about the problem that brought you here.’ ‘I can’t make up my mind.’ ‘You have so many problems that you can’t pick one to talk about. I see.’ ‘No, you don’t see it. My problem is that I can’t make up my mind.’ ‘About what?’ ‘About anything.’ ‘But you made up your mind when you decided to come here, didn’t you?’ ‘I had no choice. This problem is making my life like hell.’ ‘And why’s that?’ ‘Because my job is to make decisions and act on them.’ ‘What’s your job?’ ‘I’d rather not say.’ ‘All right, let’s skip work. Is it easier for you to make decisions in your private lifewww.onedoor.cc? ‘I don’t hav...
Something So Beautiful
“Pathetic fallacy,” a mutter under my breath, “the attribution of human feelings and responses to inanimate things or animals, especially in art and literature.” A dry laugh escapes as I look towards my ever-growing pile of books, trying to ignore the fact that my life has been filling up with things I have to get done ‘right away’, ‘as soon as possible’, ‘actually, ten minutes ago, Chris, so hurry up’. My gaze wanders over to the window, and it’s practically dark. I drop my notebook onto the bed, grab my jacket and sling it over my shoulders as I leave the building, taking the steps two at a ...