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Gooey Situation

A breakthrough has been made in the world of nanotechnology where people managed to create nanobots that can consume oil leaks in the ocean and convert those waste into creating more of those nanobots, namely GOO. The tiny creations each... Continue Reading →

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Flowing

Bones about to rip through the subcutaneous layer, I mustered every ounce of energy to gather water into the two plastic containers that were to be brought back saddling my donkey. It was a routine, I had been doing this... Continue Reading →

My Journey With Music

Tapping my feet to the rhythm, pacing my body slightly back and forth to the beat, this is how my body reacts to music. This particular thing that I have with music is innate, I just could not stop myself... Continue Reading →

It Is Us.

The sun goes down, and the stars come up; from ashes to ashes, dust to dust; we are humans, and we are not. Humanity that is innate in us since time immemorial has been incessantly drained out by time, the... Continue Reading →

Rapists

The droning sound resembled the uncanny appearance of them. I hid behind those couches, hoping they would be gentle with me this time. The house, shelter, was not locked nor secured because my parents were in debt with them, and... Continue Reading →

War Torture

tong. tong. tong. tong. The intermittent gasps between sweet silence were meagre, tong. tong, tong, tong. perennial it was, I had to deal with the clatters of cacophony. I was chained to the cold hard ground as a war victim, there was nothing... Continue Reading →

One Hacker

Darkness shrouded me in a dystopia of nonentities who moulded, controlled, and shaped the future, a sombre, murky one. I sat cross-legged with the macbook on my lap, cruising through codes which were prone to detonate a ruckus around the... Continue Reading →

March For Science

Homosapiens, human, people, person, or whatever we label ourselves, we are a species, one-of-a-kind. We are special because we have a friend, a rival, a motivator, a troublemaker, a foe, something that is innate in us since the dawn of... Continue Reading →

A Portrait of A World

A routine for a decade, waking up, preparing breakfast for Mr. Landall, setting up the dining area for the morning, feeding the dog, and bringing the morning paper from the derelict mailbox which stood there even before I was here. I sauntered around... Continue Reading →

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