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перевести   11 лет назад

The Forrest Baby Had the strangest dream. I was lost in the jungle fighting off armed guerrillas. Just as I'd escaped the last of them, the Spirit of the Forrest came to me. As punishment for all my crimes it gave me a Forrest Baby, which I had to carry until I found my way out of the jungle or died. The Forrest Baby was just about the the scariest thing I've ever seen. It was very heavy and kept screaming, biting and scratching me. It found a wound in my back and jammed something into it causing unbelievable pain. I woke before all was resolved. I don't want to dream about the Forrest Baby ever again.

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    перевести   12 лет назад

    Sorry... ...to hear that opus is closing. It was something truly splendid. To the creators I wish you all the very best for the future, thanks for getting me writing. Cheers Paulxx

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      перевести   12 лет назад

      Superman A woman came up to me, she was angry and upset. She showed me a picture of a young boy, her son, he'd died in a car crash. She asked me why I hadn't saved him. She started to cry and began hitting me. A police officer came over took her away, all I could say was that I was sorry. Do you have any idea how many of you are dying at any one moment? I mean, not of disease, that's not my skill set, I mean in situations where my intervention could make a difference. No? Well it varies quiet a bit, but generally it runs into the hundreds. All happening simultaneously. And I feel it all. All the pain, anger, agony, despair, confusion, loneliness. I also feel their forlorn hope, that I may be coming for them and their despair and rage when they realise I'm not. I'm fast, really very fast, but just not fast enough. So I have to choose. Choose where I can be most use and it's almost always the big stuff, with the important people. And while I'm doing this and everyone is cheering and saying how great I am, hundreds of men, women, and children spread around the world die pointless deaths hating my guts with their dying breaths. I don't do this to prop up my ego. There's something else though. It's not all bad stuff. There is joy, love pouring out of you, filing your lives. Your optimism, your belief that things will get better. In the face all evidence to the contrary you press on. Your bravery and your ability to overcome apparently insurmountable obstacles is astonishing, quite frankly. It is this that has driven you on to achieve so much. This your super power. I have to say though, speaking as a superhero and global guardian, your species is extraordinarily high maintenance.

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        перевести   13 лет назад

        The Old Station The old station had been sentenced to death and was now being eaten alive. Behind curtains of plywood and corrugated steel, the grizzly task was hidden away from Its passenger #life blood, still ebbing and flowing on its platforms and stairwells. Built twelve decades past of materials deemed deadly for a third of that time, masked and boiler suited crews could be glimpsed through barrier cracks clattering and tearing at its guts. The car had brought the railways to their knees. With half their tracks torn up they had languished, scruffy, neglected, rejected. Then the road arteries clogged, the parking bays filled, the standstills, holdups, fuel cost and death toll, made the ghia trim pale and the exhaust note lose tone. The public on the transport could be tolerated and the journey time could be put to practical use, if only to catch up on sleep. With the voyageur nouveau came sudden profit and the renewal of the aged infrastructure began. Beyond the old stations remains a skeleton arose. Like caricatures of squat bodied giraffes, long necked cranes reached into the sky tending the new born terminus. They sent down long wire tongues that slurped up angular steel bones, lifting them up to the luminous fitters wired to the structure. Lift shafts and stairs, walkways and skylights could be seen in the frame and it's new skin was probably waiting somewhere close by. As the old station was consumed, recycled and reprocessed, it's replacement filled the near horizon readying itself for its corpuscular clients and the second great age of the railways.

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          перевести   13 лет назад

          The Sensible Girl - Final Part 6 She straightened up, pushing away from him and putting a hand to her head. Glass crunched under her shoe, and she wobbled as reclaimed her footing. She opened her eyes, squinting and frowning as she found the train stationary and the carriage dark, lit only some dim emergency lighting. The floor was at an angle, and an oily breeze pressed in from the empty windows - their shattered contents scattered all around. The middle aged businessman lay face down on the table, deflated somehow, twisted in way that #life wouldn't have allowed. A drift of glass beads piled up against him, the top of his head pock marked with a myriad of tiny bloodless wounds. "He's having some fun now, I can tell you!" The man in the black suit smiled, still radiant in the gloom. "What?" She said, straightening her hair, trying to put some order on things. "What's happened?" She croaked. "Well, remember what I said about you being in the wrong place?" He smiled. "Huh?" She snapped, not this again. "Look, I think we'd better get out of here." She liked it when he sounded kind. He helped her to the exit. "Where are we?" She said, standing in the door way peering into darkness. "Jammed in a tunnel." He grunted dropping to the track, crunching gravel as he landed. "The train hit a car." A frightening thought gripped her and she drew in a sharp breath. "Did I die?" "A little, perhaps?" He grinned. She froze for a moment, then realised what he meant. "Get away from me." She growled, laughing and sounding cross at the same time. She fended off his attempts to help her from the train and climbed down a little hesitantly, but glad to be reasserting herself. They picked their way through the debris and track gravel, emerging into daylight and the hubbub of a large scale emergency rescue. By now she was talking continuously, her experiences poured out of her in exclamations and questions. Again, she had the feeling that he was pleased with her, that he had made the right choice somehow. The vision/knowledge he had given/shared with her was as profound as any human could experience. She was alone with it though, there was not a soul on the planet, other than the man smiling gently down at her, who would believe what she had seen. There was nothing substantial to pass on either. There was no spiritual message of hope of #life ever lasting or forgiving god of love, nor had she been given some theory or equation, that could unify the contradictory and confusing efforts the best minds of the human race had come up with. She realised the there was no meaning to #life, no greater purpose. That you had a #life, and, got to live it, if you were lucky, was all their was. Wasn't that enough? Love your #life. Love #life. He listened patiently and tried his best to answer her unanswerable questions, she barely listening to his replies anyway. "No God." She said changing tack suddenly, holding his arm, bringing them both to halt. "You said there was no God." "Actually, you said that, but no, there is no God." He confirmed "But there was love, I felt it, the universe, the universes and all the, the other, um, stuff, is full of it." She looked at him, wonder rolling up behind her eyes. "Yes?" He said, looking puzzled, head turning slightly. "You don't think hate could hold together something as totally fucking, tit waningkly, cock gaggingly amazing as what you've seen do you?" He walked on. Stunned by his foul mouthed logic, she stared at the space he had vacated. "No, I don't suppose it could." She said to herself. She turned to catch up with him, already more questions were piling up in her mouth. Overwhelmed with casualties, and the aftermath of the crash, the emergency services ignored the uninjured couple as they made their way through the bustle of rushing police officers, firefighters and paramedics. A man in a T Shirt and jeans asked if they'd seen his laptop, he couldn't remember where he had put it. He looked confused for a moment then suggested they register with the command and control point. He wandered off, looking at the ground, scratching his head. They saw the long queue of sobbing, shocked, shouting and silent passengers registering their presence and decided to give it a miss. They walked back along the mangled railway line, past the wreckage of a car, partially covered by a tarpaulin, attended to by a serious looking police officer. He nodded gravely as they passed. They reached the level crossing where the train had struck the car, the barriers lay in disarray and a crowd pressed at the police cordon craning their necks for a view of the crash. While they waited for an officer to let them through, she looked at his jacket. "What is this made of, anyway?" She frowned, pulling at a sleeve. "The material?" He laughed, lifting his arm a little. "Fabric of space and time, sweetheart." He beamed a smiled that lit up her heart. After a nod from his superior the Community Patrol Officer hinged back one of the metal barriers and lifted a length of black and yellow plastic tape that clattered in the morning breeze. They ducked under the flickering tape, pushed their way through the crush of on lookers and found themselves on a suburban street. Spring sunshine was warming the year and threatened clear the sky of its shattering of fluffy white clouds. "Coming back to mine?" He twinkled. "Yes!" She said, it was the only sensible thing to do.

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