Crossing the Line_Becoming Einstein_Judgment_The Book of Smells
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Crossing the Line
I can see it now. Superhero goes too far. About a year ago, I moved my consciousnesswww.onedoor.cc into a nightmare my mother was having. It was the second power I experienced. Imagine, experiencing someone's most raw subconscious attacking you and someone you care about. My mother's sleep paralysis demon was sitting on her chest, taunting her. I could never forget her beautiful brown eyes drowned out by the whites in her eyes looking at me with so much fear and hopelessness. The creatures skin sagged off of its bones. It sat on her chest leaning over her just staring. The feeling of a dream feels differen...
Becoming Einstein
Isaac stood at his position as guard to the walled and gated community, rifle slung on his shoulder. It was the night shift, from 10 p.m. to 6 in the morning. The Lamanites were most active during the early hours of the shift. That was when they went out scavenging. In most urban areas, they had taken control of the night, and it was under cover of the night that they did what they could to survive. With the imposition of martial law, Nephites that had remained in the cities faced better odds of survival than the average tribal scavenger.Many scholars and Lamanite-sympathizing pundits c...
Judgment
“First things first. I’ll tell you all straight out. This online convocation was not my idea. Tuussay insists.” “It is so. Humans learn about Liuapands. Intelligent or not? Beloved Jen choose. Beloved Jen good chooser.” “Right. Did everyone get the downloads?” “What size are these aliens? They look kinda like squids.” “Not squids, beloved Matt.” “Some sort of octopus?” “With eleven arms?” “Not octopus, beloved Anna. Liuapands. Not from Earth.” “Yeah, they’re aliens.” “How can we possibly figure out if they’re intelligent?” “Humans ask. Ask many good, good questions.” “Hey, we should get to dec...
The Book of Smells
It began when I started buying Maurice coffee.Maurice was this homeless guy Donat’s Donuts was always calling in for trespassing. I got it into my head that we might stop trying to arrest him all the time and see if we could reduce the number of visits he made and cut the grief for the baristas there.“Two in mugs, we’ll take some stools at the windows.” Maurice was tall and shaggy, and the shelter said he always washed and put on fresh clothes in the morning and he always really smelled by the end of the day when he returned. “You like it here?” I asked.“Allen likes it here. He likes the wi...