Daily Drabble 29: Post-it Inspiration

Post-it found in one of the books returned at the library today:

"Xemes play the xylophone in former Xanadu, Southeast Aisa."

When he woke in former Xanadu, Xemes was surprised. He managed to avoid Aisa despite it sitting right on top of the Southeast Asia. Most folks slipped easily between the two once they knew that the shadow land was there. Aisa was an escape from the responsibilities waiting in Asia. But no matter how hard anyone tried, they stretched like rubber bands and would always snap back. No one could stay for longer than a week. At least not until Xemes. After he’d been there for a month, he realized he would never snap back. That’s when the xylophone arrived.

Daily Drabble 28: CAKE!

Love                                              Love

Love yourself                                 Love yourself

Love yourself with a cake                Love yourself with a cake

Love yourself with a birthday cake  Love yourself with a birthday cake

Love yourself with a birthday cake made of ice cream cream and cake

Because it is your birthday you deserve to do the things you want

If you understood what this was about you would already know

You would know why it is important how it is awesome

While it is about cake it is not about cake

It is always about much more

It is about love

Love of self

Love

Drabble Dream 18: Telepathic Sleeper

Two unidentifiable figures in lab coats stand behind a plate of glass watching a sea of bodies on mattresses scattered throughout the room.

"What about that one?"

"Which one?"

"The one over there who has a bed all to herself and all that room around her."

"Have you ever tried sleeping with a telepath? Not having sex, that's great, but actually sleeping with. Without meaning to, they get into your head. Their dreams become entwined with yours and they wake up knowing all sorts of things about you. I saw one guy go absolutely insane because he slept with one."

Daily Drabble 27: Invasive Nature

Today I saw this quote:

"Yes, all of the ants die in the process, but given the ants’ invasive nature and the abundance of the species, it’s hardly worth losing any sleep over."

In a galaxy far beyond our own, another species looked down at us. As it poured molten lava from the sky, it said, “Yes, all of the humans die in the process, but given the humans' invasive nature and the abundance of the species, it's hardly worth losing any sleep over.”

The art that’s made from the dead human civilizations is beautiful.

“I call this one, Pompeii.”

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IGJ2jMZ-gaI

Daily Drabble 26: Funeral Town

If you find yourself in a town beyond the cities, where nature ends and society is lost, you are in Funeral Town. Life in Funeral Town moves at a different pace. There are graveyards on every corner and the parades of the dead extend for miles. The carriages who are not part of the processionals, will wait patiently. As the hearses are pulled through the streets, the people waiting and watching will lower their heads. They are not lowered in respectful prayer, merely as a way to avoid seeing the newly dead. For in Funeral Town, the dead never leave.

Daily Drabble 25: Lazy Bones

Wasting light and wasting life

Living as if you have no strife

Tangled within the bed you made

You find you are beginning to fade

Lazy bones, lazy bones!

What do you do,

You Lazy Bones?

Lazy bones, lazy bones!

What do you do,

You Lazy Bones?

But there are things you need to do

You don’t know? I can name a few!

If only you could just move on

You lay that still, you’ll soon be gone!

Lazy bones, lazy bones!

What do you do,

You Lazy Bones?

Lazy bones, lazy bones!

What do you do,

You Lazy Bones?

Daily Drabble 24: Tone Deaf

One day when I was in junior high, my mom was driving me to my harp lesson. She had a bit of a mischievous look in her eye. She asked me if I remembered when I first learned the ABCs.

“No,” I said. “Why?”

“Well, the day you came home after learning the ABC song, you sang it for me. But you had no inflection. You sang it all in one note. I thought, oh no, poor girl is tone deaf.”

“Maybe I was.”

“I think you were. But you grew out of it. And now you play the harp.”