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The Memory of Water: Life After The End

Like the homeopaths said, water remembers. In fact, it never forgets. And it's pissed off.

I greet thee in the name of the Great Waters, the all-powerful creator and sustainer, provider and destroyer, which surrounds us and flows through us and sustains us, from whose bosom we all spring and into whose comforting embrace we shall all one day return. On this day, we celebrate the Day of Hydro-Revelation, when the Great Prophet Muktar shared with us all the truth about the Great Waters...and commemorate the Time...

We Will Be Gods

A detailed description of man's reduced state after a non traditional apocalypse.

It was a strange creature, the size of a cat, with an extremely stocky build. Its face was so flat that it was nearly concave. Its eyes looked in all different directions, marbles spinning in sockets too big, and its thick wavy black fur stuck out in randomly-directed, coarse tufts. Its most prominent feature was its disproportionately large rump. It didn’t nibble or pull at the clover, but more so slammed its face into t...

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Short life of being dead

What zombies may or may not think in the moment of re-death

I was dead, but not anymore. I do not feel pain, remorse, sadness, glee nor anger. All I feel is an endless hunger, until what I thought would be my next meal shoots me in the head.

Savages

It would be a much darker world without choice.

A female has moved into my territory, a healthy young blonde, ripe for breeding and bearing good child. She could be my mate, once I've captured her, subdued her and proved my worth as her man.Sounds easy enough, but this female is small, flighty and quick. One stray sound and she's off like the wind, racing through shadows to seek cover amongst the ruins and rubble. I've no hope of chasing her down, so instead I'm intent...

December 26, 2012

Wrote this yesterday. I'm working on my first book of poems, and this'll probably end up in it.

5 days ago, the world ended 5 days from now, the year will 2 days ago, Lucy left 2 days from now, I’ll get over it Yesterday was a Roman holiday Tomorrow, I have to go back to work Today, I took the day off anyway To celebrate my survival. 20 years from now, memory will shroud these days. So 20 minutes ago, I lit up a new day to remember December 26, 2012.

Surviving the 2012 Doomsday Part 2

An approach to the end of the world.

The first expedition… Hank called for a general meeting on the third month to organize an expedition to the north, where M7G8 had told them there was a pile of steel left from the storm. He started by saying: ‘Listen, everybody. We need to expand and conquer the earth the right way this time. I need some volunteers to come with me to take a look at the mountain of debris the storm left where the north used to be. At least...

Surviving the 2012 Doomsday, Part 1

An approach to the end of the world.

2010…What the hell does he want this 40 meter deep house with magnetic walls for? The contractor thought to himself scratching his head. The man who gave him the contract seemed a normal guy, though a little edgy about the construction. He was not going to start asking questions, especially because he was getting well paid and was told to keep his mouth shut about the whole thing. The house was to be constructed strictly...

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