Fight of the giants

Prompt –

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Finish the story begins with: “Racing down into the atmosphere, the unidentified object crashed, leaving behind one heck of a huge crater and a plume of smoke that could be seen from miles around.” 

Racing down into the atmosphere, the unidentified object crashed, leaving behind one heck of a huge crater and a plume of smoke that could be seen from miles around.
The crowd watched in silence as the gigantic man and woman fought. They wrestled each other till the woman had the man’s neck in her strong hands. She tried twisting his neck to break it but the man writhed out of her grip and fearing-his-freedom she pushed him with all her might. He went sailing across the horizon.
The man looked dead; however, he recovered. He looked around and his bloodshot eyes rested on a huge boulder. He got up picked the boulder with a loud grunt. He closed his eyes as he struggled to remain erect and hurled it at her. As the boulder flew towards her his heart jumped out of his rib-cage and flew towards the crowd.
Initially I thought that his heart was going to land on my head and ducked as did many others in the IMAX theatre.

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Capturing the magic.

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Finish the story begins with:  “Dance as if no one is watching!”

“Dance as if no one is watching!” The statue-maker said to his creation.
He tried to capture the spirit of cosmos with every slash of the chisel and healing touch of the spatula.
The statue-maker pondered ……… each subatomic particle in the cosmos dances alone and is invisible to the human eye. It is a pulsating process of creation and destruction; concerned only with transfer and balance of energy at its most subtle form.
Dancing is magical – Do I have the skill to carve that magic? The dancer is blessed with great powers. She may destroy the entire universe with a dance of destruction or spread peace and tranquility with a dance of bliss.
Who knows! The statue-maker mouthed.
A dance is an amalgamation of creative and destructive energy. How one perceives it depends on  the predominant energy field in the observer – a little voice whispered to him.

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The Arch!

Prompt –

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Finish the story that begins with: “Would anyone know if there truly was an alien invasion?”

“Would anyone know if there truly was an alien invasion?” The speaker queried his audience. The opinion of the house was split across the middle.

The speaker waived his hand for silence and addressed them …….

All history, folklore and myths have connived to hide the truth. As Noah was building his wooden-ark to escape the flood, a highly developed group of humans was designing starships and planning to leave the Earth. They helped Noah design his arc with their superior knowledge and technology. Noah was given the exact instructions and measurements for building the ark, down to the inch. This is mentioned in Exodus 15:10 and Exodus 25:40.

Several hands went up …….

But, this is not true. The arch was a gateway to another time – safe from all turbulence on the planet.

Instantly the audience found themselves amidst a cluster of locusts.

The speaker uttered ‘Quad et demonstrandum’ and transformed in to a giant locust.

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The Sunday Yarn ~ Simulacrum

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The paleo-zoologist examined the picture. He thought that a giant invertebrate inhabits these waters.

A thorough examination of the picture reveals rocks, some greenery, a neck, a face, some appendages and much more. Unfortunately, the photograph was not taken by a digital-camera. The giant was throwing up spray and over-exposure of the film added to the confusion.

Our minds are often led astray in such situations. There is no dearth of instances where Jesus is seen on a toast or Ganesh stares back from a pumpkin. A missing arc in the waters in front and its rear turbulence eliminated any possibility of a swimmer.

The object hidden in the tiara of the spray could be a plesiosaur. The expert wondered if he had found the Nessie in Tibet or was it just the Yeti frolicking in the waters.

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The Sunday Yarn ~ Marquis de Jack’s Halloween!

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84 10 October 26th 2014

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This post contains adult content.

The Marquis and Jill were in a relationship that would remind an observer (if there was one?) of fifty shades of grey. However, Mr Observer would not be capable of naming the one who loved it best.

On 31st October, 2013, Anthony waited in a darkened room. A jack-o-lantern shed a little light in one corner that cast a dark shadow of a Greek-statue’s manhood.

He sat in a dark corner in a bathing robe waiting for her. A handful of porcupine quills and a small jar of pepper salve sat on the side table near him. He had planned a nasty surprise for Jill – one she would truly love.

The Marquis’s face lit up as two bare legs in a helmet and chain-mail-armor entered the room. He let Jill walk over to him and then the two embraced ……….

Tasers of pain racked his other crown.

‘Who are you?’ Jack mumbled as the chain-mail shackled him.

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The Sunday Yarn ~ Unneccessary demolition!

Prompt ~

Demolition of an old building.

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‘Tools and machines do not demolish ….. there is always a motive behind it;  and often it can be labeled as human greed.’ The prompt had triggered one of Dom’s moods.
I – What is so special about it?
D – The cost.
I – Yes, it is expensive.
D – It is not about rupees and dollars.
I – (?)
D – The pollution and depletion of our natural resources – environmental costs.
I – So we make all old buildings a heritage site (wink).
D – No! Deconstruct, refurbish and recycle rather than demolish.
I – You really think it is a solution.
D – Yes, unless it is a quest for occult ritualistic sacrifice for ulterior motives.
I – (?)
D –Like the 9/11 demolition of twin towers.

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Dom (pronounced as Ohm with a D) is a childhood friend. He has idiosyncratic ideas that are often hilarious and occasionally baffling. To read other posts about him click on the link below.

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The Sunday Yarn ~ Bubbles !

Prompt ~

A bubble

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An old man bought his grandson a little container of soap solution and a small wire loop with a plastic handle to hold it. The small boy capered around blowing in to the loop and making bubbles that flew around the little park.

Inevitably, some bubbles bumped into each other. Some produced secondary bubbles. Some were far apart; others closely packed like foam. However, all expanded initially and then burst resembling the formation of a multiverse or a meta-universe. The distance between two bubbles acted like a black hole that slowly sucked up any energy that escaped.

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The old man called the child and took his loop. He dipped it into the soap solution and placed a teeny-weeny particle of dust in the loop and blew it; the dust contained a bit of DNA. The bubble floated low for a second or two and burst. The boy enjoyed the new game and started imitating his grandfather.

A new bubble bust and merged in to an old bubble; the seed of life was planted in one of the universes.

The Supreme-kid loves to blow bubbles from the ether.

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Ruminations

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Lyssa Medana

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Narcissism is a human trait. The tree did not enjoy its reflection.

It pined for the view behind the reflecting-pane. It pined for the man who climbed it as a boy. It pined for the lad who had told him about his date. It pined for the man who relaxed under it after a hard day’s labor. It pined for the old-man who could just walk up to it and sit on the folding-chair placed for him.

The same man had sought solace just gazing at it from his bed.

The tree rued the closed window.

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Plenty of data to suggest that plants are sensitive. The burr cucumber can detect and respond to a weight of 0.009 ounces (0.25 grams). If humans, who can barely detect 0.07 ounces (two grams), possessed the same level of sensitivity, a lover’s kiss would resemble a slap in the face. Review of the book – What a Plant Knows (2012) by Daniel Chamovitz.

 
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Prompt

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Copyright – Janet Webb

The window reflected in the mirror barely merits a second glance though it was deliberately installed by the company at a great cost. It opens in to a small chamber that is used for surveillance and offers a direct view of the king sized bed.

The mirror is just a reflecting film pasted on another window. The setup is reminiscent of the Profumo-Keeler affair.

Today the agents vie with each other for getting the surveillance duty for where else can one watch the extreme-sex machines along with ‘Fifty Shades of Grey’ in real life and get paid for it.

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Thanks for the prompt Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. SHALOM.

 

The witness

Prompt

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Copyright – Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

The old man invited his ancestral enemy for a one-to one.

They did not remember the cause of their rancor. Both of them agreed to bury the hatchet and went on to share a bottle of American Pride.

Why not a pow-wow?

That would not have yielded the desired result, said the old man.

But, there will be no witness to this treaty.

The fire is the witness. It is the most unbiased amongst the five natural elements. It consumes all without discrimination. It shall destroy those that do not honor this treaty.

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Thanks for the prompt Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. SHALOM.