First, they took out the electrical grids, then came the dark hunt… Horseback, I raced through an invisible whip of icy, steel wind. My face numb, my eyes set like a hawk on my target. I could barely see it, but I knew it was there. Just the shambled roof…

From the private digital space diary of Aubrey Melroy, who was one of the volunteer military personnel on flight BEAMA to planet Selius and back: We landed on planet Selius right on schedule. This planet was discovered in the year 2035. …

How will the Universe remember you when Earth is finally gone? — “Yes, humans are the smartest animals on Earth. Only a human being can think himself to death.”- Author Ripley J. Cloud Naomi10-G3 gazes through her Spaceshifter window, as a fragmented menagerie of memories flow, from her memory chip. Like a porcelain doll with blue marbled eyes, she turns a smooth…

Little girls grow up, so be careful how you cross them… — “You can call me…Windy City,” she whispered, as smoothly as a snake's hiss. She sucked a slow and deliberate drag from a Pall Mall cigarette. The man watched her, confused but aroused, as she melted back into the shadows, against the red brick building. He had been shoved backwards, taken…

I found out in a record store that I am right there next to Janis Joplin — While thumbing through some retro records, I found out that I am old now Yes, I am the same as an oldie but goodie record. No one knows who I am anymore. I am faded and worn at the edges. People pick me up, look at me, then put me back. I have many scratches and scars. My cover has wrinkles. I am grouped…

Think outside the skull… — How bizarre, that this creature called the brain, is forever trapped in the cage of the skull. Something so powerful, complex, and mysterious. Yet, we plop it in front of televisions, phones, videogames, and any other mind-numbing loop of monotony that we can think of. Your brain wants to get…

Memory Lane ends with a nail, a hammer, and a teardrop… — I hung my mom's picture today. There she is…wearing her favorite sunhat with a floppy brim. There is a delicate, braided, rope flower, around the top of the brim. Old fashioned and just her style. The blue waves of the brim, curved like an ocean wave, over her kind eyes. …

The how, what, and where, of trapping your own muse — How does one capture the elusive muse? Should you have your own or adopt? No need to adopt, because you are perfectly capable of raising your very own muse! Start an idea notebook, right now! Now! If you don't like that, use the voice recorder on your phone. Ideas do not come only once a day. You…

Where can you get joy when you have lost it? — If only there were a wizard at the local mental health facility! Today, I learned a thing or two about the meaning of joy. We may all take this feeling for granted. Did you know that you could lose this elusive joy feeling? Yes, it can one day just float up into the sky, like a lost helium balloon. Then, what does…