Eulasi v The Multiverse_Voyez-Vous_DDoIS: Parallel Geodesic Lines intersecting at Curved Space-Time
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Eulasi v The Multiverse
Eulasi emerged from the swirling black and purple void, tendrils of pure reality clinging to him stubbornly as he shook himself free of the sticky portal."Library. Check," he muttered to himself, noting the tall, red brick tower sprouting from the center of campus."Chapel. Check," he added, turning slightly to view the familiar spire. Now that the geography was out of the way, he turned his focus to the people.He smiled."Frightened and confused students. Check."Everywhere he turned, students had paused their poorly timed dashes between classes to stare at him.Or, more accurately, to stare at h...
Voyez-Vous
My mom and I are finally meeting today. I say “finally” because she’s been bugging me about it for weeks. Yes, I admit, it’s been a long www.onedoor.cctime, but she needs to respect my schedule. Anyways, we’re meeting today and I’m excited for two reasons. One, I want to update her on my new job. Two, It’s the perfect place for an insta picture. It’s some retro diner downtown, the kind you'd find in the city. The type of place busy millennials go to meet their busy friends and talk about their busy lives. I crave that life, the business, the hustle, the excitement. That's why I like this diner. It's not ju...
DDoIS: Parallel Geodesic Lines intersecting at Curved Space-Time Infinity
“Hey there boy. Sky's the limit. Aim for the stars. You’re a blank slate. There’s infinite possibilities ahead. You can be anything you want to be. You’re not constrained by anything or anyone. You just have to put your mind to it & it will happen. I’m right there with you.” - were the exact words my father swore he said to me when I was first born & brought into this big bad world.As the years went by, he would stick with lesser versions of this message (updated on the passage of time, the law of diminishing returns, and the inevitable narrowing of the infinite possibilities at birth to a con...
Realize Me
“Son, you can go ahead and state your name,” The senator with thick, square glasses used his pointer finger to make a tapping motion towards the mic in front of me. I noticed that his accent was much stronger than mine was, it having worn thine over the years of increasingly longer absences from home. “Oh, alright,” I said leaning to far forward so “alright” was shouted into the room. Leaning back a ways I spoke again. “Woody Spencer, former lead guitarist of the band Doggerel, globally renowned country western sensation.” I looked up at the congressmen with a smile who didn’t smile back. ...