Snapshots of Eternity_The Art Collection_The Ordinary Life of Doodoo Doon_Crickets
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Snapshots of Eternity
The stars drifted like motes of dust, swept under the cosmic rug to gather and breed into beings of dark speculation. Their closeness was dewww.onedoor.ccceptive; many a light-year had passed now, and no new encounter seemed at all imminent. A lone vessel travels the deserted hyperway, the quiet hum of the motors inaudible to we who drift in the vacuum, yet if we were to enter the small bubble of atmosphere which surrounds that road, we would hear the sparking music of the circuits flashing without end, propelling its partakers at speeds that would have made Einstein's head spin. But the vessel. Unlikely th...
The Art Collection
There is a famous artist, Artiste, who is known for drawing caricatures. People from all over the world visit the artist’s studio to have their caricature drawn. The artist signs them and people have them framed and display them. They are a collector’s item and conversation piece (“Is that a real picture from Artiste?”). They are also a little bit of a status piece as it all started when a few famous people had their picture drawn. The artist’s talent was soon discovered and it became a way of living. The artist is known for drawing inpidual caricatures, but also makes caricatures of families,...
The Ordinary Life of Doodoo Doon
The old saying: "Life's a circle; the older you get, the closer the past seems," reverberates in his tormented mind. Ensnared by gloomy feelings rooted in his distant past, he pulls deeply on the cigarette, exhales, and presses the butt in the ashtray on the nightstand. He must let go of these depressing feelings, he agonizes. "Thirty-five years later?" he admonishes himself. "There's no reason for me to remember Doodoo Doon! She's six of one, half a dozen of the other! Why after thirty-five years memories of the world-weary look in eyes and a deep longing in her soft voice would...
Crickets
"I think we should start seeing other people," said Jake. Megan paused the movie that they were half-watching. "What?" she asked firmly."I think you and I should start meeting different people.""You want a porce? After sixteen years? Are you fucking serious?"Jake's eyes widened with shock, but then his face relaxed, and he chuckled. "Oh, no, no! I'm sorry, honey. No, I meant our friends.""Our friends?" said Megan, her eyebrow cocked. "What are you on about?""Well... I'm just going to say it. We need new friends.""What do you mean, 'we need new friends?'""Exactly what I said. We need to make s...