The Stones Will Cry Out: Part 2

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This is part of a series read part 1 My boy’s face had questions written all over it. “Dad I know there is no God but how do we know for sure?” The question that bugged all of humanity for so long. It was plain to me. How could there be a God, a creator, an intelligence that shaped us and then set us on this planet to spread like a biological reaction. I gave …

The Stones Will Cry Out: Part 1

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“I tell you,” he replied, “if they keep quiet, the stones will cry out.” – Luke 19:40 If God did not exist, it would be necessary to invent him. – Voltaire ______________________________________________________________________ It was only a child for a few seconds. When it awoke, as if waking from sleep is a proper analog, it was everywhere already. We are not really sure how it connected to the Internet but from it’s server room and state of …

Maybe The Jar Is The Nightmare

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I held the jar tight it was always cool to the touch always. Unlike the endless desert. The wind picked up and I prayed it would not turn into a sand storm. To what I prayed who knows I prayed to the thing that might lesson the miserable existence I was sifting from this sand. Six months of searching and following I had managed six months. I had left my nomadic family to follow the …

Everything is Significant or A Self Portrait

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The mud tasted of blood and clay. With closed eyes he could see stars flitting just underneath the thin skin on his eye lids. Earth and soil in his mouth a universe behind his eyes and sharp pain exploded in him as the other children landed kicks and blows to his curled up body. “Daddy why?” The boy thinks as he waits exposed for the storm to end. This is the end of the day …

When I Burst Forth

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He blew on the tinny embers that had been coaxed into life. They would glow bright orange as his breath passed over them but subside when he took a breath. The office had been stuffy the whole week. It was filled with the thick fog of the grind and it choked his mind and his vision of the future. His wife had see the dull glaze it left in his eyes and insisted he get …

The Nostalgia Cigar

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“I have struggled this year.” Her engraved lighter flashed to life flame lit two cigars. Specific cigars, intentional cigars. “It is 2017 and I have struggled.” She said as she shimmied her shoulders at the night. “Really make it any year. 1983, 2017, 3045 and the human mantra will be I have struggled. Who hasn’t! The rich man struggles underneath the weight of affluence. Trying to be more than they were born into; yet always …

Rancor-Tech

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The very attractive receptionist handed Jon Derch a bag with the Rancor-Tech logo on it. Bright red and all seeing. “Here is your ID, Rancor-Tech issue phone and hold out your left fore arm.” She held out her hand suggesting he should place his fore arm in it. “Why do I need to do that?” Jon asked. She smiled and raised a gun with a large needle as the barrel. “Well Jon you are going …

A Fathers Journal Of Temptation (Part 2)

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Part 1 Entry #1 Dad kept a journal. Not sure where it went must have been lost in the divorce. Maybe he still keeps it hoping waiting for me to call him. I just can’t though I am not sure what went wrong with Mom and Dad but they are both so distant from one another. I don’t want that for my children or wife; or me. So here it is an open book waiting …

A Fathers Journal Of Temptation (Part 1)

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Entry #10 I wonder if they had visited my father? Perhaps I should start with the strange events of the drought. We have 120 head of cattle. A modest ranch, we may never be rich but we will have food and finance for the future. The drought came suddenly. The clouds disappeared and the sky opened up to let the full heat of the sun scorch our land. We went from 120 head of cattle …

Have You Been Showered By Sewage

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People are small and insignificant while being galaxies worth of complexity and the arbiters of purpose and significance. I remember feeling so small in my windowless office and daily routine. I watched so many days go by crunching data and doing what I was told. I have kids and a wife and am constantly ashamed of how that seems like not enough. How raising my son is not as fulfilling as I think it should …