The Journey 596

Category: Earth

  • Dystopia: The Lost City Of Atlantis Part II

    Dystopia: The Lost City Of Atlantis Part II

    After the 40 days, I was forsaken by the Atlanteans or who ever helped me, nonetheless, its not a bad thing, I hate humans or any creature that can talk for that matter, they are no different than the ones I left on land, except for the gills and ability to breath under water. I was interested in their anatomy I wanted to observe them, study them, like I used to do with mankind.

    I cannot believe that I actually in the lost city, it never occurred to me that I am breathing under the ocean or ability to walk and talk and could hear sound whilst under the ocean, until I strayed away from the road and started floating and I could see all types of sea creatures however they are different than I expected, it looks like they are not mindless creatures, they seem to have some sort of community down here, social class upon observation is related to the food chain, the bigger fish run the city. All fish live peacefully, I wondered what happened to the food chain cycle, predictor and pray, how can they survive, did they evolve and started a new diet like eating sea weed/plants/corrals. I asked the lowest class of their social ladder, the shrimp, after I cornered him, I was stunned with what he said, the Atlanteans, the lost city was just a farm for harvesting Atlanteans for the sea creatures. It never occurred to me why the sharks and whales did not hunt me done, rather they welcomed me and made me feel like one of their own. Upon further investigation the Atlanteans were kidnapping humans to feed the fish, and I just jumped right into their arms. They were all punished for their deceit and were eaten by the ocean kingdom, except for one female Atlanteans. After calculating their moves and their scarce food situation I decided to flee.

    I started running around searching for an exit out of this dome, I ran and ran until I could not anymore, in despair I sat in the middle of road, they are following me, thoughts of being eaten by sea creatures seemed a cool and funny way to die, I lied their looking at the ceiling of the dome, the letters E..X….I…..T were written in red, now I have two choices either die or continue my journey, the latter seems like the logical way to go, and so I have to figure out a way to reach the exit without them following me. I destroyed the dome from the inside out, thinking that they would be okay (creatures who want yo eat me) since they are creatures of the ocean, however they all dematerialized as the salt water washed them. I resurfaced but there is no more dry land, there is the ocean and snow covering the rest of the earth…

  • Dystopia: The Lost City

    Dystopia: The Lost City

    I jumped into the ocean. I floated for days, not a single creature on sight, I kept looking at earths new sky upgrade, it is strange, I know that we have drifted away from the milky way but why is the sky raining goo, should I be worried? The good thing is that I am in the water nothing can harm me, except for the unexpected moon swings that makes the waves still at times and at times you wish you were hit by a freaking tsunami, instead of being submerged continuously wave after wave. My skin is getting all wrinkly, I decided to go back to the frying pan that is nowhere to be found, I did not move, I just jumped and floated near the tower, what caught my attention was the sky seems like falling, a quick side note, which is totally irrelevant to the current situation is that I get distracted easily if things were not planned or in a certain routine. Either the sky is falling, water levels have risen, or I am getting loopy. Excited that I will get to see the stars and planets up close, however the idea of not being able to breath was slightly concerning.

    “Not to worry” I calmed myself as I dove into the ocean, thinking of seeking refuge underwater, like people actually lived underwater, sarcastically blaming my love for the lost city and captain Nemo. I kept diving and diving, I witnessed a dome just a few feet away, I found the lost city or is just the side effect of losing air and water pressure. I guess this is where my story shall end, death by drowning. A 200 fathoms under the ocean, I woke up inside the dome, guess rescuing the only human under the ocean was inevitable, by the Atlanteans. I though that they were humans like us, but they are not, they have a body of a human but everyone seems to have a flat face with just a mouth and eyes that are placed on the far end of each side, weird yet interesting; I would certainly not make fun or make them feel uncomfortable for their looks, they saved my life. As they spoke I felt like home, creatures speaking my language for some strange reason I felt proud. I was instructed to bedrest for 40 days.

    I stayed in their egg like pods that they call bed for 40 days, feeling the energy running through my body, I could not feel thirst nor hunger, I was incubated, or studied not sure yet, but they seem friendly.

  • Dystopia: Imprisonment

    Dystopia: Imprisonment

    They imprisoned me, tortured me for weeks, non us know what either of us are saying, there language is different than any language that I have come across, never in my life have I ever seen a language that compromises of screams, blowing raspberry, and on occasions spiting to make the communication effective. I tried to talk to them, trying to tell them that I mean no harm to them, and that I was lost in a cave, and that for some reason, when I got out of the cave I stumbled upon the Gold Town of Midgets. It was like a toddler trying to say that he wants to go out to play and that he is hungry, my communication skills were reduced to crying and hand gestures, a lot of hand gestures. How could I possibly tell them that I am not dangerous and that they can trust me to leave this gold town as soon as they let me out of this cage.

    Felt like caged bird, with all this gold couldn’t they have built a proper prison, no, how could they? felt degraded, humiliated, not because of the prison but because I was captured by impotent tiny humans. I tried convincing them for days, but with no progress, and so I decided to enjoy my new home. I stopped crying and making a fool of myself with the hand gestures. It’s been a year since I was imprisoned, I’ve got to say that this is a true life of a king, I was fed 3 meals a day, bathed, entertained by the shows that they make in front of me. I was basically their ruler, except for the cage, and no orders were actually given by me to them. After spending 3 years in the Land of Gold, I am sorry to say this but I have to continue traveling, at this point I’ve forgotten where I was headed. I cannot stay here anymore, it is so peaceful, and numbing.

    I gathered my belongings and opened the prison door, and headed out of the Land of Gold, singing as I stepped out of their land…….

  • Dystopia : Rays Of Gold AND Midgets

    Dystopia : Rays Of Gold AND Midgets

    I kept on running until I could see the light, I kept getting closer, and closer, then the light dispersed into rays, I was curious as to how could the light suddenly split into many rays, however I was not going to risk my life investigating what could possibly be a trap, that is what I told myself, but I found myself stopping and investigating the rays of light, which appear to be holes drilled in the ceiling of the cave, the numerous holes that allow some sort of light to pass through them, knowing that I deep inside a cave under the lake, so the sun or thing that lights the earth is not what is lighting this place, however the rays are pointing back to where I came from, and landing on a piece of old helmet that I would like to call an artifact.

    I grabbed the helmet and run out of the cave, busting through every weirdly shaped Muscovites. For those who don’t know what is a muscovite, muscovite is like a sheet of rock that can easily break by applying utmost minimum force. Finally, I got out of that dreadful cave. I found myself on a land planted with gold, literally, gold plants, flowers, tress, grass, even the houses are built with gold. however, what amazed me even more is that there is a house, and the only house that I could find that is built with normal resources, wood and bricks, although the mixture is odd, it is the closest that I could find to normal. As I walked towards the somewhat ordinary house, I saw that trees are producing gold, gold coins. I fought my habit of loving money. A quick side note, I got control of all my habits and got my life together a day before the apocalypse started, that is just how lucky I am. The gold land is empty no living creature appears to be on sight, I am alone, which is not a bad thing, as I approached the ordinary house I was surrounded by midgets, gold covered midgets, which is my ultimate nightmare, that and very old strangers. I uttered why does it have to be midgets, couldn’t it be beasts or demons. I was still on the clear, no threats were received from the midgets, only until I started to hysterically laugh they have unleashed their mini wrath upon my heart and started chasing me down. The thing is when I am in any life threating or serious situations I tend to resort to laughter or sarcasm, and since I don’t know their language, I burst into laughter.

    They chased me all over the gold land, I was running for my life and laughing at the same time which made it harder for me to catch a breath, and so I fainted and was captured by the gold leprechaun.

  • Dystopia : Prologue

    Dystopia : Prologue

    The year is 2099, post-apocalyptic earth, everything is destroyed, people have died, animal population decreased, scarce source of food, the world has reformed again, making one huge continent linking all countries together, and so people split into groups, upside and downside. These groups were made in order to enforce order, in world where everything has returned back to what earth truly means, this meant no technology and cars. The nation brought back to the primitive era, where earth is again for everyone, meaning of property has changed to where you setup your house or camp and 10 feet from each side is yours. Everyone is freaking out, some even denying the fact that they have lost everything , while others thrive in such situations like the survivalists or who I now call “preppers”, and of course there is me. I am called the improviser, I am the one who could get out of any situation with minimum damage, a chameleon, I can blend in so fast that people start to share their secrets with me, their trust is quite admirable considering their hypocrite nature and two faced creatures. I can manipulate the any situation to however I see fit, even at my own expense sometimes, just for the sake of experiencing new things. Now, some may say that it is stupid and why would you let yourself go through that if you could manipulate the situation. My response is that life is dull, mundane routine does not satisfy me, hence I like to experience new, dangerous things, the dangerous part is less often since the accident.

    I can never forget the imprint of my face on the cement when I jumped into a construction site pit from a 30 foot tall wall, just for trying to experience the feeling of bungee jumping, of course without the bungee, hence the imprint of my face on the cement. Life is not the same, everything is a mess, chaos. It is like the earth was shaken by a giant baby, then bounced off the of the milky way. Now earth has become so dark and cold, no light, only darkness, the only light that we can get is from the bombs that those two stupid groups are throwing at each other. Everything is gone, yet mankind still surprizes me with the silly stuff that causes them to fight. Last week they fought about fuel, well, I could not see why they could not share it, well, they fought and ended up using the fuel for all the wrong reasons, so nobody benefited from it. However, now they fight about anything, today I witnessed the group killing each other over some plants, the earth is literally dirt and soil, like grow your own. You could even pour water on any soil and it will blossom. Now you are probably thinking how can they grow plants without a sun, you see when I mentioned that the earth was thrown off the milky way, that part literally happened, and in my own humble experience in astronomy, when the sun and moon become one entity, and gives off a black light with a white ring flaring around it, where way off of our sweet milky galaxy. Here the green literally thrives you don’t need seeds or any thing pour water on any dirt or soil, and you will be amazed of the things that will grow their. I once dropped some ice, and this huge monstrous plant with a mouth popped up, just like the pre historic weeds but this one can move on its own, the earth is literally its playground. Sometimes you get lucky and you grow a fruit that is twice the size of our normal fruits, and sometimes you will be followed by the plant that you have grown like a puppy that wants to chew you up.

    When everything went to hell, I had a awakening moment, and started to feel like it is probably the right time to explore and travel, while a force my way out of the fallen house…..

  • Islands and Huts

    Fear is nothing but a feeling of not knowing the outcome of a an event that is yet to occur, however it consumes us. Stranded on an island with no one but yourself, you’ll start calling for help, hoping that you are not alone, yet when you discover that your not alone but there are other people around you whom were stuck too, they just died, their death seemed peaceful at least their bones were not disturbed which suggests a normal death.

    But of WHAT ! Dammit.

    How Would I possibly know, young apprentice. Don’t fret, there is always hope.

    Rescued from the island, the place you dread to leave, however, now you are saved yet filled with emptiness, and hardship as you are now going to back to the mundane routine of your pathetic life.

    What is it you really want, child?

    I want to be free!

    Foolish dreams, child. How could you possibly be free when you lack the slightest spark of light. You are, what one calls the “True Darkness”, you don’t seek freedom, you command it and destroy anything on your way.

    You see once man was rescued from the island and brought back to the society of lies and hypocrisy, and after experiencing life without people in it on a secluded island, you would want to go back to that peace. After experiencing life alone, without the dread of smiling, masking your true feeling and comforting the insects, who instead must be smashed by the foot, however, we couldn’t just go around and start smashing insects, it will harm the environment, the whole cycle of earth shall be distrurbed.

    That is what is holding me back, their doom shall be of their own making, and I shall be there to witness their downfall….

  • The Future…If There Is One.

    Part ?

    Xyma was informed about the arrows direction, and so he took his map from 100 B.C and placed it on his table and he carefully drew the arrows that appeared on their respective sites on the map with the pen of the beasts, in shock Xyma smirked and started laughing hysterically and mumbled that it was true. Later that day he ordered me to take a cruise and gave me the coordinates on an old sheet of paper.

    I was lost in my own thoughts as to why would Xyma handed over the coordinates to me, was he suspecting something, did I slip? Soon I got lost into my head, anxiety took over, as I continue to question everything around me. I have arrived to the port, the cruise and the air around it seems uncanny. I got on the cruise and it sailed specifically to where the two waters don’t mix, where the ones salty and the other is sweet, we continued on the line where the waters don’t mix until we found a little island filled with greenery, I can tell that no humans have ever set foot on this island as it lacks the human’s touch, mainly destruction. I have asked the captain to throw the anchor, to investigate this island. As I got on the dinghy, and they sailors have lowered me to the ocean, I rode it to the island.

    As I got closer to the shore, there seems to be an invisible wall or a barrier I felt on my body as I reached the beach. Now that I am on the island, I said to myself that the plan must go on, however, it is in need of great alterations. Forgot about the ship the plan, I lost focus because of the beauty of the island and its rare plants that seem to be alive, like those insect eating plants but bigger, I have searched the island and there is no logic to what I am currently experiencing, the mind controls the island or that is what I thought when I fell and a stupid thought crossed my mind that what if there was a pit instead of the thorns from the plants, and soon I found myself trapped in a hole.

    Then I thought of rain filling up the pit, and it did, and finally I got out of that pit, sure it took me a few hours to try and control my thoughts, so that my thoughts would not cast me into oblivion. As I walked into the pathway that am not sure if it was there before, a green path shoots from the island tip of the island towards horizon.

    Walking towards the horizon sure seems nice, when knowing that the ship has vanished and your plan to save the earth has collapsed. Strings of light from the sunset slowly fading as I walk away from the island and into the darkness of 3, as the ocean swept me off the path and into the ocean, falling, oh no, I am drowning. Floating, descending into the bottom of the ocean, as I remembered about the pressure and how my lungs are going to be crushed if I continue to descend…..

    The End

  • The Future…If There Is One.

    Part 1

    The apocalypse is upon us. The pandemic has wiped out the weak humans, whilst the other humans fought the battle of survival along with the beasts. This is not the typical apocalypse you would expect from reading books, or watching movies, this is different, a deadly yet slow destruction.

    In 2030, humans were able to conquer the galaxies, taking planets as their own land, each country trying to take as much inhabitable planets as they can. They have also destroyed every mountain on planet earth, searching for the unknown element that grants great knowledge and power based on ancient stories and legends. The legend was long forgotten until someone from the underworld who managed to grasp the knowledge from a traveler who does not reside in the underworld yet passes the globe, and escaped back to earth.

    With the great knowledge in his hands, he was able to infiltrate the mankind easily, and manipulate them into doing what he desires without questions, all for a favor, depending on the one of humans weaknesses. Xyma was able to befriend all the powerful people around the world, the right people, in order for his plan to be fruitful.

    Xyma ordered the 7 people that are now in debt to him to destroy the specific mountains he chose from around the globe and dig a deep hole in its place until their machines can no longer reach. He gave each one of them instructions, different from one another depending on the time the hole shall growl. America, Asia, Europe, Africa, Australia and two other locations in the intersection of Europe and Asia, these were the places that pinpointed the location of the unknown element. Each hole will growl but the duration of the growl varies, and each one of them accomplished their task perfectly and now to they are all to throw a lit match into the whole in order to find the location of the unknown element. Each hole imprinted an arrow on the ground beside the whole. The Seven’s job has not come to an end, yet.

  • An Epidemic

    The world is shivering, imbecile creatures are still ignoring the statistics, the truth therefore has been concealed from their eyes. The world is off balance, war is threatening our existence, and so it is a matter of decades until we will be no more.

    The war has made it impossible for the ill to survive, no medicine is available, the producing companies have banned international trade, and so the less fortunate countries are left to treat the sick with natural remedies. They have been cut off from the rest of the world, and so slowly they have become one with history as they now refrain from using any technology. On the other part of the world, where war has first emerged, the entire population has been wiped clean. Their oceans, rivers, and lakes have turned red, and the animals have been slaughtered without any reason, therefore that part of the world is uninhabitable.

    War, as it reigns havoc upon the humans, it opened the doors for its successor to come into play, and therefore, act two has begun. As hunger attacked the entire human race, and terrorized them, the humans have become more greedy thereby dividing themselves into two groups. The strong shall sacrifice the weak for the greater good as they claimed, in order to sustain life, cannibalism was their solution to survive. As they paved the road for the knight of death, polluted air, filth everywhere you turn, and so there began an epidemic across the entire world.

    The knight of death riding his horse, you can hear the neigh of the horse from any part of the world, and feel the black omen in the air as the knight descends to harvest the humans, as their roles have ended.

    “There is Still Hope”

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