The Intergalactic Nemesis; Page 1
Robot Night Walking
Gosh, it seemed liking I’d been walking for a month or something! I looked down because my shoes were starting to hurt just a little bit, that’s when I noticed I’d accidently stepped onto one of the many robot treadmill squares that dot the robot planet surface, the robots seems to really enjoy these squares I see them hopping on and off of them all the time, but they sure don’t help a fella get to the landing field!
The Medical Reasoning Behind The Fall Of William Randolph Sloan
He would never admit in mixed company that he came from a bloodline of quick-fainters. His father, Wilson Randolph Sloan, passed out at the sight of blood. His grandfather, Randolph Willard Sloan, IV, had a certain chink in his powerful armor at the sudden smell of horseradish and dill. His cousin Randolph Wilsonard Sloan was not prone to fainting, but never learned how to swim and avoided open containers of liquid. He died of dehydration at the young age of 22. William Randolph Sloan’s fainting spells came with no rhyme or reason. Sometimes he would be out cold for mere seconds, other times he would require hospitilization. Smelling salts did no good. Many a glasses of water had been wasted in the effort to revitalize the man. Giving him a good slap or two would only bring relief to the person administrating the slaps. Epiphany. That was the only way for William Randolph Sloan to emerge from his faux-coma like state. He would have to have a visit with Epiphany.
The irrational number
My mind in this evil hour was not my own, but a master to have enslaved me. And so she drag me through the horrors of most vile imaginings, the nightmares of semi-lucid half-consciousness. The bed beneath me staggers like a drunken man. I cannot tell if I be hot or cold. And the dead tree gives no shelter, the cricket no relief. I am alone, yet beset by enemies. I am in darkness, yet the glare burns through my eyelids. Again and again do I say the name of my love, a love I have not seen in I know not how many years. And when it ends, it ends suddenly. It is like a howling noise you had not noticed until it stops. And I am in a desert. No one around, only the cloudless sky and the sea of dunes.