Short The Happy Poop The happy poop plopped down on the grass bed. It was such a relief to be free, such a grand relief that the happy poop radiant its happiness all around. A swarm of flies soon came to celebrate. Each would land and take a piece, to print happiness all around.
Existence A journey beyond Oh, look at the tragedy, look at the senseless human suffering, look at all this carnage. Well, I shouldn't be jesting. It is a tragedy, it is a loss, but that's not my department. I am here to collect, for I am a Grim Reaper. Yes, I appear as a
Short The most beautiful mess I can perceive I like going into crowds, crowds of any size, kind and purpose. Some days I may go into a lush forest to experience the slow determination of trees. At the same time I might focus on a bustling anthill or follow around a family of squirrels. Other days I venture
World Building The crippling silence I stood in silent horror as everything was shattering into pieces. I don’t mean the glass or wood or metal started to disintegrate, but the whole fabric of the universe was shattering, leaving a depressing emptiness, which was vast and infinite, but at the same time it was tiny
Old Story Call me Suddenly the world became blur. He couldn't get his breath. He felt choking on his own spit, unable to concentrate. "What to do?" he asked himself. "My phone..." he thought and immediately tried to get a hold of it. He was almost unconscious. He dialed the first number in the
Old Story Across the debris Kar Natan entered a room with low ceiling and dimmed light. In it several men were sitting. They were cleaning old guns. Every inch of the room was covered with parts of weapons, armors, explosives and every warfare instrument imaginable. “You can throw these away.” Said cheery Kar. “The deal
