Dome Hopping

Dome Hopping

“Before you know what’s up I’m in the next bod And I don’t even know if I was born in a pod Next time you see me you won’t even know Like Chappelle it’s my ass I gotta show Just so you’ll recognize what’s up in your thighs Otherwise you’ll follow me around like Samwise And I don’t even know if I have anymore tries.” Karl took a deep breath and stared at the producer with a blank expression. After…

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Entangled

Entangled

You wouldn’t believe me if I told you how many times I’ve died. Or maybe you would. My deaths created you. An error in information transfer somewhere along the line and here you are. Every single death is fully experienced, but instead of ascending to the Heavens, I remain on Earth. I need to tweak the device to disassemble my brain first instead of last. That would probably be less painful. The problem is that… “Dalton, it’s time for dinner!”…

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The Walker

The Walker

Death gives value to each passing moment. The closer the final conclusion draws, the more value is given to each moment. That value was stolen from me. My death is non-existent. My moments are worth nothing. I lazily woke up on a bench in a busy city. I forgot which one. I’ve come to learn that most things are unimportant, especially which city you’re in. Inspecting my body revealed that I was overdue for a shower. Then I laughed, overdue…

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S.T.O.R.E.

S.T.O.R.E.

“We love you Grandma!” little Ellie exclaimed joyously, unaware of the expected somber behavior of such an occasion. She leaned over the tubes and cords to give her Grandma a hug. “Ellie, careful!” said her mother. Ada didn’t mind, however. She rejoiced in one more opportunity to feel Ellie’s embrace, even if it might mean unplugging life supporting tubes. Surrounded by her family, Ada was at peace with what was coming next. “You’ve lived a beautiful life, Ada. You’ve given…

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Uploaded

Uploaded

“What did it feel like to travel through a USB port?” What? Where is that voice coming from? I tried to respond back, but my mouth wouldn’t open. I reached up to feel my mouth, but my arms wouldn’t respond. I attempted to look around, but my eyes saw nothing. The need to stretch out my body felt as dire as taking my next breath. Inhaling revealed that I had no lungs, and stretching revealed I had no body. Wait,…

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Exiled

Exiled

Most people don’t know where they were before this life. I do. I was sent to Earth to live in exile for a lifetime or two, or three, or a few thousand. It depends if I behave myself. God created me as a prototype. He didn’t like the results. He never built another one of me. Yet, he allowed me to continue to exist. My first existence was on a planet I like to call Alabist. Within a few years,…

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The Vow

The Vow

I broke the vow. Now, I’m stuck in between this life and the next. Doomed to wander aimlessly, needing no food nor water nor shelter, desiring nothing and completely invisible. Yet, still bound to the physical world. I see the living all around me, but I can’t communicate with them. Unlike other apparitions, I can’t knock things over or make the windows rattle. Nothing responds to my touch. The wound on my neck never heals. It drips, leaving a trail…

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Chosen, Part II: Chaos

Chosen, Part II: Chaos

Continued from Part One.  “You are the future of humanity, that’s all I know for certain,” Flip stated solemnly. “That seems a bit intense. What if I’m a fluke?” I replied. “The more exciting thought is: what if you’re one in a million? That means there’s thousands more like you.” “That is a pretty exciting thought.” “Think about it, what if there’s thousands of people out there with the same, or similar, abilities. Superpowers. We’re talking about fucking superpowers.” We…

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Chosen, Part I: Ally

Chosen, Part I: Ally

“You need to watch very carefully, otherwise you’ll miss it.” I glanced over my left shoulder and then leaned across the table. “I need to show you something.” “What is it? Why the secrecy?” He said. After glancing over my right shoulder, I whispered, “I woke up a week ago, and well, something was different.” “What?” “It’s hard to explain, but I’ll try. I woke up feeling connected to everything. Like, everything. And not in some hippy, New Age-y way….

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