Monthly Stories

COVID-19 SHUT NOTHING DOWN!!! HUMANS IN POWER SHUT EVERYTHING DOWN!!! Those who don’t know history are doomed to repeat it! Essentially Needed Trolls (ENT) and those who are Asleep In the Matrix will vehemently argue that those they follow could never...

Connect The Dots Introduction This essay of pre-COVID and COVID events show that a series of coincidences relating to these events occurred.  Whether the coincidences just happened to occur naturally or were part of a planned series of events is left up to...

Young Aholtobe Earthtrodder looked up at Brownoohs Ace Qimnot Jinx and Qimnot’s probationer Oohbiwon Bendovary. “Am I doing this right?” Aholtobe asked. “You’re doing just fine” Qimnot replied. He looked at his probationer. “I told you the Power is strong...

Aaarrgghh and Hip Pop relaxed in lounge chairs at the gender neutral club. They opened up a map of the Caribbean to look at to discuss potential vacation options. Their eyes closed shut as suddenly a familiar four note blare sounded behind them. Their...

The following text selections are excerpted from the unpublished fiction novel NLM. NLM was written in 2009 and deals with the subject of race in America. Although written before the start of the BLM movement the text predicts such behavior. When the text...

The following text selections are excerpted from first draft material from the upcoming novel The Salvador Dali Cyfer. These sections build upon prior months excerpts. The imagery is from the final scene of this segment. This scene sets up a “signature...

The text is a partial first draft of the chapter Pleud Plays Piggstown from the upcoming novel The Salvador Dali Cyfer. Pleud Plays Piggstown! Pleud tossed and turned in her bed. She was exhausted but she had managed to stay awake long enough to shower and...

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“The Fleetship Alamo has been dispatched to IOCCOMM VII to establish diplomatic relations. This, of course, means engaging in athletic competitions. Accompanying us on this perilous journey is Ambassador Anthony Woodrat.

“Pfeelmi!” Pfeelmi heard the voice of Pleud. Suddenly she was back in the museum looking at the painting. “Pfeelmi!” Pleud’s voice finished snapping her out of her trance. She looked at Pleud and saw her frantically waving her arm at her to come to where she was standing.

Pfeelmi looked back at the Anthropomorphic Echo. The painting was normal; well, as normal as any Dali painting. She turned and started walking to Pleud. Her hand went to her mouth but there was no taste and no evidence of blood. Yet it all seemed so real.

Piperswife Ample-Alliswell drove her soccer Mom-ish vehicle along Dali Blvd on her way to the Dali Museum. She had never visited the museum before. Hers was destination unknown.

Thursday was coming to a close during her approach. Rush hour traffic across the Sunshine Skyway Bridge had been a drag. Life is so strange she thought. She felt unnaturally annoyed coming to meet her sisters. Why does Pleud want to meet here tonight?