Dweller
I wrote the first part of a short story, about a city dweller’s unusual day. It’s the first time I put some fiction on-line. Comments more than welcome, even if you would like to tell me it’s crap....
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I had a dream tonight. I was in a large, empty parking lot, like in shopping malls, with celling supported by yellow painted pillars. I sat in meditation in roshi’s robes. Suddenly I had a strong...
View ArticleRegulators
So, I was on a picnic yesterday. I didn’t take my car, but instead went to a place in the city where everybody met and got a lift from there. I ended up on a backseat of a luxurious Toyota station...
View ArticleThe Wind
The weather got worse very quickly. It wasn’t unusual for late September on the Baltic Coast. Dark clouds came with the wind, which blew harder with every moment. Few people that were on the beach...
View ArticleTrambrary
A tram is a bit like a library. I rode one to the city this morning. And as I watched my fellow passengers it occurred to me I could be watching books. Some worn down, large volumes, with paper...
View ArticleThe Grass
It’s good there is grass here. Out there where I grew up we didn’t have grass, just soil. Grass was simply not allowed to grow. But here there is plenty of it, I lay on it, I feel its leaves beneath me...
View ArticleCatcher in the sand
There are billions of images. Trillions. Trillions of billions. Each of us sees a thousand images every few minutes. Each of us lives a thousand and a half minutes every day. Each day is a stream of...
View ArticleThe Bench
It was a clear, summer night, with full moon glowing in the skies together with some stars. The park was quiet. Even during the day this hill was rarely crowded, as it was located far from all...
View ArticleThe Watch
It was early morning and I had lots of paperwork to do. It was my first watch on this ship, the Caroline, being transferred to it just two days ago. I sat alone on the bridge as she moved south-west...
View ArticlePlaces
Once upon a time there was a young monk who lived in a small, old temple in the mountains studying with his old master, Tetsu-Jin. The temple was indeed old, poor and not properly maintained. It was...
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