Stories,Stickers and Stamps

   Here I am. Lying in bed. Collection of memories and experiences, a modern day relic.Left behind,underperforming,underpowered,left behind,forgotten.Discarded. Shell of a man. A shotgun shell loaded into the rusty old shotgun.Worn but true. Aimed,held high and shot far far away.I close my eyes and fly. Fly like the bullet to the moon. Fly far,fly fast,no looking back. Past the bright stars,past the noises and the lights. The further I go, the quieter it gets. Darker,colder,lonelier. Some stars look as bright as the sun while most are fading,dying as I leave them behind on my way.    I am on the moon. Cold,isolation,pure dark. Surrounded by the flags of yesteryear. The relics of mankind.The fading greatness of what once was. The flags are bright and slowly fight back the dark, which ultimately envelopes all around,in this dark space of mine. The darkness lulls me to sleep,it surrounds and embraces,it provides the comfort and tranquillity for the lost and weary...

   Two powerful forces locked in the eternal struggle for domination.Both focus their entire existence on annihilation of the other.Eternal never ending struggle goes on to this day. Ground shakes all around them,cracks under pressure,dust rises into the heated air. It is hard to breathe,the air is warming up with every passing second as they both struggle and keep at it for hours and day,months and years. With every passing second,more and more of the ground breaks away,the air gets increasingly warm, polluted with hatred and anger. These two forces destroy everything in their way,everything around them. They only have eyes for each other and each one is focused on tearing the other apart. Both powerful beings,pure energy,both of equal might and one can never topple the other. People around look on in distress,their world is changing as the forces are locked in combat,the world as they know it is changing and it affects everyone around. It is only a matter of t...

   Adrift, in the cold emptiness of the never ending dark. Floating through time and space,lost,alone. Nothing is around,nobody is close by. Just you and the vast big emptiness. Relaxed,letting go,floating. Slowly moving forward into deeper nothingness with no fear,excitement or any emotion. Just there,just afloat,adrift. Bodies of rock,big and small pass by,slowly rotating and slowly moving on,passing by, themselves. The rock has no purpose, yet it still keeps on floating forward. Stars shine in the distance. A messenger,a memory,a figment of the past. A new hope for the better tomorrow and a clarity for the moment that is now. A guide,slowly joined by the others,ever watchful. Guiding,calling,comforting and encouraging.    The thoughts creep in,hard to let go..the past,the present and the future but the moment demands clarity. To keep on moving forward, the moment demands clarity in order to keep the journey going. A massive space body,gas,light,an insignifi...