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Time is a luxury we no longer possess

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Space Tourism Chronicles The Slingshot Saga Time is a luxury we no longer possess Our battered Subi spacecraft, a relic in the night Flickering erratic, its core a dying light On Primary Trade Lane Delta-Nine, a river of light so grand But cycles bled away, draining across the land BK slumped, pale and strained, JB with eyes closed in despair Time a luxury we no longer possessed, consumed by cosmic air. Transcript from the Slingshot Saga - Time is a luxury we no longer possess Our goddamn battered Subi spacecraft, a damn relic lost in the endless black void! Flickering like a dying firefly on the edge of extinction, its core barely clinging to life like some stubborn, flickering candle about to blow out. We’re stuck on Primary Trade Lane Delta-Nine, that blazing river of cosmic light stretching for eons, yet every damn cycle just bleeds away, sucking the lifeblood right out of this forsaken stretch of space. BK is slumped over, looking paler than a ghost at a midnight séance, and J...

Life in a Maelstrom - Day in a Life

 


In the relentless pursuit of success, I spent over two decades in the labyrinth of high-stress and unwavering work commitments. It was a relentless pursuit that exacted a heavy toll, leaving me, like many, on the brink of burnout. 

Yet, amid this maelstrom, there existed a sanctuary, a realm that helped me to translate the ceaseless demands of my professional life: my art. It was not about the brush strokes, the melody of colours, and objective abstraction. It was about the silent whispers of my sacred creativity. 

And now, as I contemplate the mundanities of low-powered life, I wonder how to regain my creative strength, how to rekindle the fire that once fuelled the excitement of the struggle. It is in the ordinary routine - washing dishes, cleaning, making lunch - and in the simple pleasures of resting with my dogs that I hope to find my way back to this path of inspiration. 

Like a ghoul justifying trapped in a cage, this reflection is about taking a selfie in a cage of my own making. But, as my Ghoul said, "The cage is trapped in me, not the other way around."






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