(Image Credit: C.E.Ayr) The traffic heading into the city was unusually thin. Natalie couldn't believe her eyes. Gripping her steering wheel hard she peered into her rear view mirrors at a relatively empty stretch of concrete. Stifling a smile, she navigated the roundabout. Just as she was about to take the second exit, a Honda … Continue reading Careen Here!
Tales of Imagination
The doom of 3D
(Photo courtesy of DeAnna Gossman) The harsh afternoon sunlight glistened off and lent a surreal brightness to the 1858 Cabernet Sauvignon Paso Robles. The furry cat purred and bristled, casting surreptitious looks at the high quality wine. The rooster, which looked overtly prosperous in bulk but debilitated in movement cocked its head to one side … Continue reading The doom of 3D
Nodding Heads
(Image Credit: Crispina Kemp) "It was not for no reason that the throng called it 'Whispering Willows'. The voice had an intonation that was seductive and a delivery that was purposeful. "The wind that was an ever constant feature used to make a whistling sound and was responsible for forming small whirlpools and eddies of … Continue reading Nodding Heads
Pattern Recognition
"Flower", the screen of the sleek notebook lit up with the answer. Ray, with a degree of unrestrained exuberance coursing through his veins, typed, "Specific response required." Within seconds, the screen glowed yet again. "Sunflower." Hardly able to contain his excitement, Ray dragged back his chair, almost knocking it over in the process and bounded … Continue reading Pattern Recognition
Red Pill or the Blue Pill?
(Photo Credit: Rochelle Wisoff-Fields) Life literally had come full circle. A stupefying victory for Machine Learning was a humiliating loss of dignity and self esteem for humanity. Neo at least had the luxury of choosing between red and blue pills. Here the only option was submission. Surrender. Succumb. Every white circle - visible only to … Continue reading Red Pill or the Blue Pill?
Dinner over Intercom
(Image Credit: Barb Crews) The second most scathingly dishonest environment has to be an overcrowded, cramped, noisy and impatient airport lounge, thought Siew Kuan. The first being an enclosure in a Courtroom from which one held forth. The low humming murmur of the dysfunctional air conditioner was being drowned out by a cacophony of railing … Continue reading Dinner over Intercom
Break Down the Epistemic Wall
(Photo Credit: Dale Rogerson) The bleachers were hauntingly silent. Unlike empty vessels, empty seats make no noise. A bank of floodlights shone piercingly bright on the deserted playing court, illuminating an indecipherable scribble on the artificial arena. Yet, just a few hours ago, the atmosphere was anything but serene. A cacophony of words, a medley … Continue reading Break Down the Epistemic Wall
Love at the end of the Line
(Photo Credit: Na’ama Yehuda) No one knew what was awaiting them at the end of the queue. The people lining up were instinctively paying obeisance to the attribute of herd mentality. Umbrellas of various hues and colours kept the rain at bay as their wielders stood undaunted and unfazed. Baseball caps and bald heads craned … Continue reading Love at the end of the Line
The Philharmoknee!
(Image Credit: Crispina Kemp) Just as he ascended the last of the steps, a lacerating pain shot through the left knee of Venky. White, lancing and dizzying. Before he could realise his legs buckled under him and he collapsed in a heap clutching at his affected knee. An involuntary wail escaped his lips. "You seem … Continue reading The Philharmoknee!
Amoebic Puddles of Red
(Photo from Pixabay) By the time, the riot police arrived with their threatening paraphernalia, there was left no activity to disperse, no arson to direct their water cannons at and no clashes to separate with their gleaming black batons. The damage was well and truly done. Wrecked furniture lay atop each other in an asymmetric pattern … Continue reading Amoebic Puddles of Red