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LOC: Australia
GEN: Male
LAST LOGIN: August 19
LOC: Australia
GEN: Male
LAST LOGIN: August 19
My life-long ambition is to become a child prodigy when I grow up.
I have but one humble aim – to change the very fabric of space-time itself.
My hobbies in my spare time include conducting my own research and making revolutionary discoveries in the fields of mathematics, physics, philosophy and literature.
Otherwise I lead a quiet and retiring life.
Writing for me is a spiritual activity of the highest degree.
Writing gives me the conduit to a world that is unreachable by any other means, a world that is populated by Eternal Truths, Ineffable Questions and Infinite Beauty.
It is my hope that these stories of mine will allow the reader to also catch a glimpse of this universe.
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My companions and I realise suddenly that we are actually in the world of the dead. We walk towards an open-air market that has many different stalls and see a newspaper headline about a boy from Titanic telling his story of what it was like to go under. This newspaper also features letters from road-kill animals relating their experiences of the last moments of life and the first moments of death. I go to the CD stall first. It is selling music that musicians have composed since their deat...
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How these papers came into my possession is of no importance. Suffice to say that no chicanery nor deceit were involved in their acquisition. What is significant is the astounding glimpse that they have given me into another's life. Reading these words I felt like a robber, stealing someone else's sensations, uncannily experiencing that which is not mine. A diary, after all, is a place where one lets all his defenses down to reveal his inner self. So many times in this metropoli...
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I remember that day starting off ordinarily enough, there I was playing as usual with some friends in the open field not that far from home, the sky azure with nary a cloud blighting its face… The lay of the land is so perfectly flat that we can see unencumbered all the way to the horizon. A strange sensation grips me that the sky is a giant snow globe surrounding and enveloping me in its grasp, which makes me feel slightly queasy and claustrophobic. I feel trapped by this impenetrab...
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