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April 18, 2013
Lukewarm Genetics by ~JuniperJuneFerngully is a story painted in brief impressions.
Featured by neurotype-on-discord
Literature Text
BRASS SECTION, GO
Out of her trumpet flies a tiny whale, and the trumpeteer stealthily stuffs him into her pocket. She runs away to a dark alley, and carefully places the little whale in a dumpster where hundreds of other miniscule whales reside, swimming in a pool of water.
The mother whale swoops down from the sky and opens her mouth, letting the little whales in. SHRinks and goes through a portal in the blacktop.
In this parallel universe, the sky is the ocean and the ocean is the sky. Little birds swim through the watery sky.
One of the birds lets out the sound of a goat. The sound of a man screaming in horror. He holds the key.
To
Turn
Off
Gravity.
The long legged goats gallop and try to buck the goat-screeching birds.
The bird lets out a screech that turns into a super sonic BOOM.
EARTHQUAKE
then the oceansky and skyocean fuse together.
It is now all one: The oceanosphere.
The whales and birds drift in the watery air together.
The whales attack the long legged goats with their flippers. One goat looks back,
and winks at the bird.
The bird disappears.
The whales have figured it out. They grow horns from their heads that are long enough to reach the universal button of gravity. And switch it off.
Gravity is gone in both universes. Some people hurdle towards the sun and instantaneously evaporate.
The two realities begin to combine.
As they merge, so do the beings in the realities. Humans and creatures of all kinds begin to combine.
Each forming two creatures in one. Good and evil.
Their forms contain both souls. Each soul is released and every physical body
e
vap
or
ates
and turn into star dust.
One life remains.
The bird.
He lays eggs in space, and they land on Earth.
Hatching into new humans.
These humans have wings
but over the years, their wings have disappeared.
Out of her trumpet flies a tiny whale, and the trumpeteer stealthily stuffs him into her pocket. She runs away to a dark alley, and carefully places the little whale in a dumpster where hundreds of other miniscule whales reside, swimming in a pool of water.
The mother whale swoops down from the sky and opens her mouth, letting the little whales in. SHRinks and goes through a portal in the blacktop.
In this parallel universe, the sky is the ocean and the ocean is the sky. Little birds swim through the watery sky.
One of the birds lets out the sound of a goat. The sound of a man screaming in horror. He holds the key.
To
Turn
Off
Gravity.
The long legged goats gallop and try to buck the goat-screeching birds.
The bird lets out a screech that turns into a super sonic BOOM.
EARTHQUAKE
then the oceansky and skyocean fuse together.
It is now all one: The oceanosphere.
The whales and birds drift in the watery air together.
The whales attack the long legged goats with their flippers. One goat looks back,
and winks at the bird.
The bird disappears.
The whales have figured it out. They grow horns from their heads that are long enough to reach the universal button of gravity. And switch it off.
Gravity is gone in both universes. Some people hurdle towards the sun and instantaneously evaporate.
The two realities begin to combine.
As they merge, so do the beings in the realities. Humans and creatures of all kinds begin to combine.
Each forming two creatures in one. Good and evil.
Their forms contain both souls. Each soul is released and every physical body
e
vap
or
ates
and turn into star dust.
One life remains.
The bird.
He lays eggs in space, and they land on Earth.
Hatching into new humans.
These humans have wings
but over the years, their wings have disappeared.
Literature
How to Sleep and Never Wake Up
The year they discovered my best friend, twenty years old and silent under the heap of her wrecked car, I learned one can sleep forever and never wake up.
That year, her sister, only seventeen, ate magic mushrooms and lost her mind and her brother, fourteen, started running and stopped eating and I didn't eat magic mushrooms but lost my mind anyway as everyone watched my skin, too white to be real, disintegrate before their eyes.
That year I flew to Colorado to see an urn surrounded by pointe shoes. It reminded me more of a wastebasket than the last I would see of the girl who shared my soul. Her sister ran naked through the street a few da
Literature
The Sculptor
Before he would have harvested a tree,
hacked off its limbs,
skinned it,
torn it from the earth,
shaved one by one its cells - its outer core,
until it was what he believed it was,
no more a tree.
Wiser, he walks deep in to the wood,
underneath a forest giant he stops,
looks up in to the leafy branches, sighs,
climbs and sheds his tears upon its boughs.
Literature
Osteoperosis
Words and bones
are sticks and stones
and they will surely kill me
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I hadn't had time to comment on this until now, but I just wanted to say. I love the use of wording even though it may be nonsense(Nonsense writing is some of the best!). I got the greatest mental images from this and the text arrangements are fabulous. The last sentence really puts a nice stop on it, I love that.
'These humans have wings
but over the years, their wings have disappeared.'
It's a very intense statement.
I hope you continue writing 'automatic nonsense' like this!
'These humans have wings
but over the years, their wings have disappeared.'
It's a very intense statement.
I hope you continue writing 'automatic nonsense' like this!