I’m thinking soon to do a WP hiatus, six to twelve months, to work on a book of short stories. Here is one I’ll likely include; it’s first version is four or five years old, but I will do some minor polishing. I’d been thinking about the shitshow that dating has become in the web era, especially for young people who never experienced a purely un-virtual adolescence. Then… I had a strange dream that night, similar to this sci-fi lite tale, situated in the middle of the 2030s.
Whether tears, or bodily ointments presaging love spasms, or the subconscious life force wanting within saliva, the secretions of organic fluids “out of nothing” accompanying emotion is a deeply veiled mystery… Earth sublimating into Water.
Five thousand minds in hectic proximity, all with their private discordant thoughts…
in an enclave, in a city
surging appetites
of an evening aroused
Read On…
Life is concealed by the conceived constructs of past and future… yet evolving and karmic necessity are both reality.
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