Tag: Fiction
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[34] Duality Personality
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My consciousness reaches its sleepiness attention at the banality of my clients. I’ve always tried to keep the sessions of the two patients with similar conditions distant so as to not let the monotony of it pierce through my attention for them both. But it could not be helped today. The two schizophrenic patients, the…
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[32] Birds of Freedom
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Attention! Stay Strong! Humans Don’t Cry! These words were inscribed on a wall under which I watch a human like me, traumatised, unlike me. The ground is neat and clean, we humans have done a massive job at cleaning our surroundings to mirror our inner thinking, clean as a whistle. Up in the air were…
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[31] A Strange Carnival
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Desks are still here. Chairs are not. Computers are still here. Humans are not. Well some of us are still here. We are trying to teach the A.I. everything we know about the job collated from the gargantuan experience we have had in the industry only to apply that experience in creating a machine that…
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[28] Gravity Is Working Against Me.
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“The Apollo program was a fraudulent NASA spaceflight endeavour which allegedly landed the first men on the moon.” said the head of the Flat Earth Society who sat next to me on the frisbee pendulum ride. It was an unusual choice of an interview setting but he wanted to prove a point. While the others…
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[26] Dreams That Hit You.
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The impact of my body hitting the door was so loud that I made a big roaring sound. I wouldn’t have been able to hit the door this hard in my wakefulness because of my frail skeleton of a body. But my mind was more focussed on something else. The demon that hit me. I…
Smoke words every day. 