A flicker of the future for you.
A dim light, a soft bed, a weak tea.
Tag: future
The sky’s on fire and she’s got a bad song stuck in her head.
The car hums like a big hungry cat as it skims across the desert on a foot-high cushion of air which smells faintly of ozone and lilacs. She reloads her guns and leans out the passenger-side window; the cops are still hot on our trail, but not for long.
Art on your future self
His job was to foresee the future of the world, but when he tried to do his own’s, its was clear, as the reflection of a vampire. So he started to paint himself as…
Palm reader
Shake my hand.
Now turn it over and read your future.
Letters
I write myself letters, seal them, and then write the age I must be when I can open them again.
Man, the me of 82 had better have a sense of humour because that last letter was a little insulting.
Heaven
Is it possible that after death we awake, centuries later, recreated by our infinity-times grandchildren, brought back to life and fitted back into society, immortal and everlasting?
Is it possible that Heaven is just awakening in the future?
Goodbye
I turned to look at you as you looked back at me. With tears long gone, life went on and the memories will always be.