I once had all the time in the world
I spent it in a casino
I won everything
Lost everything
Quite a few times
There were cards and roulette wheels
and a woman in a red dress
she wasn't there for the casino
she had lost her cat
we went looking for the cat together
it was noisy
I heard people winning everything
then losing everything
quite a f-you know this part
white-cat was found
we got married;
the woman and I.
not the cat
The night is my mistress
But she will never come back
She's in love with the stars
She will chase them forever
I will chase her
And never sleep
Sleep sleep sleep
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How can you be a time traveller and have no time?
This question always irritated our top-time-traveller Sylvester Wintercoat. He also had no patience for people calling him by his full name and preferred to be called Silver.
Wouldn't you?
You may recall from previous tales that Silver has affiliated himself with a magnificent group called Operation Universifix, whose files you are of course reading, and whose goal is to travel through time fixing all manner of mishaps that, for whatever reason, keep leading to the premature destruction of the universe.
This happens to be a tale from his early days there, shortly a
Me and RP got on the last meteor to the planet Lavablob.
A wise choice?
No idea.
Lavablob is called Earth these days by the cool kids; but way back then, Lavablob was all rocks and lava and nowhere to sit.
The meteor-journey was ass-long and the planet looked completely different from the brochure by the time we got there; not to mention the name change.
But it was fun on the way -- we spent most of the trip in frozen stasis. At least we were supposed to.
We would sneak out onto the rock some nights and play tricks.
Frozen passengers have a high tolerance for getting flung overboard.
(It was an accident!)
We figured out how to steer
When I was 30 (and a half! ) I wrote journal for DA that I never published. Half its purpose was to showcase an experimental new design for journals - it needed more work, and the the prototype was never finished - and the journal never-published. Today my deviantART/DeviantArt account enters its third decade of being online, and it seems like a nice day to finally let it run amok. :j Here it is: https://goji.link/creativity/ :above: :above: :above: :above: :above: :above: :above: :above: :above: :above: :heart: & :tea: