kemasminda

a few sharp sentences that bring the place to life:  the hardest writing should be the easiest to read pixi wuz here  There is a blend of cool/harsh and warm/soft lights, disturbing as it washes the room in with a contrast of clinical depression and yellowing age—mixed with jaundice, depending on the night. The morning isn't much better either. The lights are usually turned off, and the curtains reveal the sun, streaming into 35% if the room, and turns it a 100% stuffy, with dust from the surrounding highways settling in slow motion, with silence so inconsistently spread across the 8 metre space, that it could be thick and hazy in front of the walk-in wardrobe, and virtually a vacuum of noise in front of the bed. The room seems unassuming enough with the minimum effort of portraying itself as clean. Two portraits are in a corner, facing the wall beside a wooden chest.  There is a cosiness to it, as people talk and chat in the space, but on the flip side, it rears in its s...

 We never had the need for clothes or shoes.  We roamed our keepers, the earth and the sea. jungle, soil, and streams; with bare feet cycling their bodies with rich auras from the connection into the earth. We could feel the textures of emotions as Nature would tell us stories of anger and pain with its sick aura rising up our skin. And we, as stewards and offspring of water and earth, would set about and heal the trouble that has poisoned the aura, because it was and is our creator and keeper. Of course, as we grew in number, the sky got jealous. One day, it demanded to be worshipped as well. It gave wings to one of us, and made him its disciple. For days, the sky cleared its curtain of clouds and refused to rain, and had the sun dry up the earth with its rays. Our people turned into our keepers, pressing into the cool insides of the sea and soil to stay alive. When the sky saw no trace of us, it stopped its torment. It now knew that its actions only made us draw in closer to...

 A billionaire decides to find a wife. He harvests all her eggs and has them incubated in his semen. The process was different for each batch.l of 10 eggs. In the end, he succeeds in having 340 healthy children. What is their story?