space – three good words

May 4, 2026May 13, 2026

Changes to the Space-Time Continuum are prohibited. Do not attempt. The Borg will find out and we are not prepared. -Management

Daily writing prompt

What’s a moment you wish you could freeze and live in forever?

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Y’all need to stop messing with the Universe. It knows where everybody lives.

#dailysnark

March 30, 2025March 30, 2025

Do you have a flag?

If you could have something named after you, what would it be?

One of the nice lakes on Mars, so that when humanity inevitably colonises Mars in the 2200s, and Mars becomes its own superpower in the 2300s due to continuous antagonism to Mega-Coloniser Earth, native Martians will holiday at Lake [My Name] and have long conversations over Pathfinder Beer that end with arguments about “Goddamn Terrans and their $£%&ing colonial BS!”

Martian Authorities and the Martian populace, however, will not question Lake [My Name]’s naming because the majority agree it’s actually quite fitting and gives the place a kind of mystic feel. Lake [My Name] will be known for restful getaways where Martians relax and recuperate from their forever-war with “those Terran bastards.”

#space

March 12, 2025March 12, 2025

I saw that

Are you superstitious?

Déjà vu is a glitch in the space-time continuum.

#quantum

March 2, 2015

inside/out

inside
toffee squared floors
denote rays of the sun, crossing
plants on the sills, watered
blooming bright to those
without, within

fingertips pressing cluttered keys
E and N already fading
triple m’s: memos, messages, mailing-lists
quick notes, live feeds
movie clips

in all the alphabets
known to woman, man
written, read
and used again

—

outside
cars rush far, park and run
jets and liners rolling
arrivals, departures
boarding, patrolling
vapor trails on asphalt

wind rising
sun-dimmed clouds
swelling with collected water
no more fears of acid rain
there is far more to worry about
these days
the news? don’t start
dante’s inferno’s nothing to that

click, swipe, push it away
the poor souls, so horrible
what are we having for dinner tonight?
what a long, exhausting day

—

inside/out
a moment, secluded
inhale, exhale
heartbeats tripping
excitement, peace
a stillness humming
beyond the din of the streets

sequins, cashmere
sheer wool, silk
plastic cards denote ownership
warmth, rest
eat, drink
ordered, structured
breathing

so many bodies moving
so many minds thinking
so many hearts, beating

all with one hope
that one true thing:
prosperity

February 21, 2015