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Dear Universe by aquillyne, literature

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Dear Universe

Dear Universe, I am writing to make a formal complaint regarding my experiences with you, beginning on 22 October 1986. I have three specific grievances to raise, and as I am a long-term user of your services, I trust you will give these serious consideration. Firstly, since birth, I have endured numerous, daily occurrences of pain and discomfort, both minor and major. Only just today I banged my knee, having also recently been down with a nasty flu. Layered over these continuous mundanities has been a kaleidoscope of misery, longing, loss and anguish. My specific problem has been that I was conscious throughout. Bringing about my existence

The Greatest Gadget by aquillyne, literature

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The Greatest Gadget

The latest buzz, it's making news: The greatest gadget of all time. "It's gonna change the world," they muse. I can't wait to use mine. Its resolution's like real life; It comes standard in 3D. And forget a lens or terabytes: It just captures all you see. No need for voice or touch input: It instantly answers thought, And magically its cores compute The keys to all you've sought. Best of all, it's free; that said, You won't find it in stores. It's installed already, in your head. So how will you use yours?

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Taxi

Felicity was in a filthy mood. Thirteen hours earlier she had caught a train, laughably called a sleeper, from Bangkok. The train had thumped and juddered and screeched along its way, often crashing to a halt. The Germans in the bunk to her right, the Chinese to her left, and the Filipinos across the gangway had jabbered away in relentlessly cheerful tones. For the first few hours the unsmiling crew had continuously thrust menus into Felicity's face. The curry that she eventually ordered tasted like dishwater. The one good thing about the train was the air conditioning. Felicity had been in Thailand for seven days and had spent most of it d

To Build A Human by BatmanWithBunnyEars, literature

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To Build A Human

I wonder if I died last night. I once wondered if I had died the night before. And that's not even the strangest thought I had that fateful day. But perhaps I should start from the beginning… I had been thinking about the troubling philosophical issue regarding the hypothetical teleportation device that uses quantum entanglement to instantaneously transfer data, then uses that data to exactly replicate the individual in the new place and simultaneously destroy the original. The new copy is like a twin with all the same memories of the original, right up to the event of the teleportation, creating a perfect illusion of transportation

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Afterlife Astronaut

“There is no God.” “Well, you don’t know that for sure-“ “Bernard, as an AI connected to every philo-science document, every parabyte of knowledge in the Human Empire, every logic string going back to the days of the Past Colonists... I can assure you, there is no God. It has been proven.” Bernard sighed. His helmet visor fogged up then disappeared. “I’m not going to bother arguing with you. Soon that golden gate is going to open, and I will walk into the Kingdom of Heaven. That should be enough proof.” The gate in question was a smooth sphere of gold, slowly rotating on an equa

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An accident

‘Good morning, you’re through to Luke at Lucre Lawyers, how can I help?’ ‘Yes, I want to speak to someone about an accident I’ve been in.’ ‘No problem, let me just grab a pen…what exactly is the nature of your injury?’ ‘I’ve bruised my wrist, scraped my elbow, I feel psychologically upset, I’ve got molten lead on my chest, my ear is missing, and I’ve lost the bottom half of my right leg.’ ‘Road traffic accident?’ ‘No, it was a work accident.’ ‘That’s unfortunate. Road traffic claims are much easier to process. Still, a

Paradise squashed by Persephone-24, literature

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Paradise squashed

Once upon a time there was a man, a woman, some animals, and a garden. The sun always shone, the flowers always blossomed, and the man and woman always fucked. The animals, observing the man and the woman, also fucked. The animals produced animals, but the man and the woman remained the only man and woman. One day the woman saw a snake sitting next to an unusual plant. The snake urged the woman to eat one of the curved, pale fruits that appeared in clusters. ‘How is it that you can speak?’ asked the woman. ‘I do not know,’ said the snake. ‘I have never spoken before. I would prefer to be wordless, like my ance

Waiting for God by Persephone-24, literature

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Waiting for God

Quentin liked queues. Just before he reached the front of a queue he would tap his foot, check his watch, look around him with an exasperated stare, then march to the back. Onlookers would imagine that he was waiting for someone who had failed to show. He often psychoanalysed himself – he had to do something to pass his time in the queues – and his keenness for queuing fascinated him. His favourite hypothesis was that he was trying to recreate the experience of the womb. Quentin had allowed his twin brother to lead the way into the world, which in retrospect had been a stroke of genius. Their parents had lavished most of their at

The Fall of Man by Persephone-24, literature

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The Fall of Man

They were the first woman and man who ever lived. They were dreadfully emaciated for their only nourishment was nuts and fruit. The sun and the rain tormented them because they lacked the imagination to make coverings for themselves. Each night they slept in a tree to escape wild beasts. They blamed nobody for their sufferings. There was nobody to blame. They found pleasure in small things. They walked, talked, swam in the rivers, made wreaths out of flowers, and watched the clouds move overhead. That was how they spent the first fifteen or so years of their existence. But lately they had become dissatisfied. Both felt that there must be so

Diet by Persephone-24, literature

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Diet

Nathan was uncomfortably aware that, at the age of thirty-eight, his life must already have peaked. He could not remember when and how it had happened. His job was lucrative but dull, his horizons were limited to the typical tourist destinations of western Europe, and his past love affairs had been uninspired. Even worse, his few friends had married years ago. Despite their assurances that bachelorhood was a blessing, their words came too easily to be sincere. Nathan imagined their lives to resemble a rosy television advertisement, with him stranded on the other side of the screen. He had not wanted to come to Italy. But his employers had be

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Initiative

I am happy now that I am self-employed. For a long time the world did not recognise my potential. Now my talents have been harnessed and I have been fast-tracked to success. Let me take you through a normal day. I get up when I like, within reason, in my flat right in the heart of London. Client meetings take up about seven hours of my day, and I arrange them myself with my computer. I even have my own assistant to fold my clothes, do my hair, and keep my nails in shape. If I want an afternoon nap I can take one. I have a games console for when I get bored, and if I get tired I can curl up in bed with a book. What more could a man want? T

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aquillyne

Feb 16, 2016

I'm Alive!

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Are any of you still out there? Hi. How's life?

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aquillyne

Jul 8, 2009

Featured in Daily Deviations, 20th June 2009

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My story 'Everyone's Claustrophobic', located at my old account alfakim (https://www.deviantart.com/alfakim), became a Daily Deviation on 20th June 2009! Thanks to Iscariot-Priest (https://www.deviantart.com/iscariot-priest) for suggesting it and StJoan (https://www.deviantart.com/stjoan) for the feature. It was great to receive so many nice comments on my prose, so thank you to everyone else who has read it. I also got a bunch of faves, which has made my piece (as of time of writing) the 3rd most popular work of all time in the Prose/Philosophical category on deviantART. I still intend to transfer all my old prose to this new account, but only after it's been significantly reworked. Meanwhile, I am frying much bigger fish.

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aquillyne

Oct 22, 2008

22 on 22

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It only happens once - the day you are the same age as the date on which you were born. Today on the 22nd October, 2008, I am proud to say I am now 22 years old! That's 2 decades and 2 years; two tens and two ones - twice in each order of magnitude; twice the life of when I was 11, itself the base factor of the series of doubled numbers, where 22 is the 2nd item; all taking place on the 22nd - numerologists, try not to have a seizure. "On this day, 22 years ago" is a phrase that makes very little sense, because this day is occurring right now, will always have occurred now, and has never occurred in the past. So what's the point of the phra

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KylieFaye

Jan 11, 2012

Thank you so much for your favorite on [link] I'm so sorry if you have received a similar message before, its taken me a long time to get through to say thank you to everyone, sometimes i lose track >.<. If you have some free time please consider to take a look through the rest of my gallery as well (i have more pictures of baxter

) If you like some of my work please consider watching me or checking out my facebook page [link] Feel free to send me the link to your FB as-well, if you have one and I will make sure to return the favor Thank you so much! I really appreciate it <3

thank you!

_{Thank you so much for favouriting my DD photo!}

TheMachineFactory

Aug 20, 2009

Hello, I found myself at your gallery and tried for HOURS to solve those darn mind puzzles.

If you made those into a calendar, I would totally buy it.

aquillyne

Sep 1, 2009

What a cute idea - maybe I will. Glad you liked

Spamuel

Jul 6, 2009

Congratulations on the DD - can't say I remembered it to begin with, but as I started re-reading it, it all came back!
What wonderful news!
To think that was all those years ago, and someone still came across it, deep in the fabric of dA.
Congrats again, speak soon I hope.
Trust all is well, let me know anyway.

aquillyne

Jul 7, 2009

Thanks Sam! I was quite chuffed. I am usually very critical of prose on dA, especially the featured stuff, and I treat my own no differently. It could have been written much, much better (I had hoped to transfer all my old stuff to my new account after reworking it a bit). All the same it was nice to get so many comments from people who enjoyed the story.

I am well. How are you? Dan told me you have been to America to see your girlfriend. How did that go?