nothing is sharp here…

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The Mini Macros at the End of the World

I want to live in a bathysphere.

The darkness envelopes my diving bell. I’m comfortable in my bathysphere. I’d like to live in my bathysphere. I won’t leave my bathysphere.

Underwater my screams are muffled. Underwater my vision is imprecise, edges soften, blur and blend with the water. Nothing is sharp here.

The Coelacanths make life bearable in my bathysphere; their being out there in the darkness is enough to keep me in check.

I was EFT tapping to a new horizon when I was caught up in a current that took me off the edge of the world at the northwest quadrant. My ride through space was a horrible fall into the pit of of a giant cephalopod’s mouth.

Man, it blew me away.

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“People would say I portray the world in a bleak way. It’s not bleak to me. I think what is bleak is when you create a veil to make the world feel better. Literature is one place we should be able to experience bleakness and brightness and anything in between. Literature should not make people feel comfortable, it should challenge the readers.”
— Yiyun Li

About istsfor manity

i'm a truncated word-person looking for an assemblage of extracted teeth in a tent full of mosquitoes (and currently writing a novel without writing a novel word) and pulling nothing but the difficult out of the top hat while the bunny munches grass in the hallway. you might say: i’m thee asynchronous voice over in search of a film....
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