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RECORDING MOMENTS IN TIME


Dystopia Chapter 3: The Price of Admission
Appears for now enough talent and muscle on site. Men and women prepared to share their specialized skills in the establishment of a robust operation. I arrived late to the game, as an ex-teacher, a competent cook, armed with a tragic story, willing to follow directions. Evidently, there was some discussion about my added value to the community. My acceptance was not unanimous. I’m in and plan to remain under the radar, do what I’m told while avoiding scrutiny from select mem
Nov 9, 2022


Vote
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Nov 5, 2022


Dystopia Chapter 2: We Occupy a Space
As a community, or for now a collective, we occupy a space we call home. Why we ended up at this venue, I know not. Seems we were all searching for a respite. A sanctuary city where we could find temporary relief. I’m thinking maybe a more permanent home? Unlikely? Those are stories for a later date. All I know about the world it is in a state of disintegration. The rule of law that once kept humanity afloat has broken. Our Founding Fathers concluded our social experiment wou
Nov 5, 2022


Dystopia Chapter 1: We Coexist
We are apparently uncaring tenants. Some likely would disagree. Of course, there are always the eternal optimists. Those believing tomorrow all will change, we will revert to what appears to be their fiction. Mother Nature was clearly unimpressed with humanity or its ability to design the next brilliant innovation. She waits. All the while, we project an arrogant facade. Convinced we can correct any recent ecological, technological blunder. She is fully aware time is on Her s
Nov 4, 2022


One Story in Two Voices Chapter 9: Interlude 2
There was a cloud of fear in the air or, if not outright fear, at least a sense of ruffled caution. Bars on the windows, blackout shades,...
Oct 29, 2022


Amateur, Apprentice, or Artifice
Growing up I recall a lie or few… dozen… give or take… anyway, I was a competent liar. I don’t want to brag, but now can see the...
Oct 29, 2022


Dystopia: Preface
They warned us. Again and again and again. But here we are, living on a planet in distress. It’s like aging. I pass a mirror and wonder, when the hell did that happen ? I meet an old friend and wonder silently, wow; they have not aged well. It just happens, entropy, we see it, we rationalize “singular” events, and act surprised when they repeat. Conceived long after the Milky Way formed, we will eventually return to stardust. Today is but a tick on the eternal clock. “Joe” d
Oct 28, 2022


One Story in Two Voices Chapter 8: Interlude 1
Why Brooklyn, New York? Dad was serving a second tour in the United States Navy, currently stationed at the Brooklyn Naval Yard. This was...
Oct 25, 2022


Last Chance
Daily an announcement appears declaring “Last Chance.” Sign up before the deal ends! This offer is expiring. Get it before it expires!...
Oct 22, 2022


One Story in Two Voices Chapter 7: the Dreaded Wooden Spoon
There was another family living in the cellar, way to the back, separated by a long, gray hallway. I cannot recall ever seeing adults,...
Oct 16, 2022
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