The first tale I thought of for Reena’s prompt today comes from a book I read so many years ago, “Dune,” by Frank Herbert. Youtube is a marvelous treasure-trove on any topic, so I went looking to see if I could find where someone recited the passage that has stuck in my mind and become…
Tag: COVID-19
What do you see? #26 — Survivors
It was their 28th day at sea. The last of the humans who hadn’t been infected decided it was the only way to save their species. No place on land had escaped the pestilence of the virus. Each person had been tested before being allowed to board. Supplies were enough to last two months, and…
Reena’s Exploration Challenge #131 — Virus
The masses were clamoring to lift the lock-down, encouraged by a loudmouth elite. Safe in his gated community, he went as far as promoting a naked love-in on the lawns of capitol buildings across the country just to show there was nothing to fear from the bogey of the virus. Most of the naked protestors…
IT’S A SCANDAL THAT WE DON’T KNOW WHO SUPPORTED THE CORONAVIRUS BAILOUT. HELP US FIND OUT. — Rise Up Times
How is it that there was such a rush to pass this bill they felt there was no need to tally up how many or who voted for it? Take a look at the pork attached to it. Then look at who got crumbs (GUESS!) Then tell me to trust them to do the right…
What do you see # 24 — We are here
We are here The big red “X’es” mark our sheltered places. We’re trapped like rats as death breathes in our faces. We each knew that this day would come in theory, When nature’s wrath would turn on us in fury. We’re numb and pray and think we can survive this. We’re watching news while nibbling…
dVerse — Visions of Pangaea
In the year of perfect vision We went blind with hysteria Isolates of touch’ rescission In the year of perfect vision Find a cure became our mission In a lab in Tanzania In the year of perfect vision Plates shift back – now saved Pangaea Note: in plate tectonic theory, Pangaea is a hypothetical…
dVerse — Active Calming
Active Calming Alarm and anxiety’s fingers, like those of ravening zombies, reach through my consciousness, determined to steal light from day. I push to snap their menacing pathways closed to keep them away. Their faces press up against the transparent barrier as they pound without tiring. De Jackson (aka WhimsyGizmo) is today’s host for…
