A story

"My dear friend", started talking the parrotfish as I was standing in front of its glass at the aquarium in my hometown, "Why do you care so much about military data centers? We don't have an American military base here on our island; you will always have tap water. Just never tell them the word of Holy Water. Never connect them with the word and truth of the 4 Elements of Nature. Never tell them what Earth, Gods, Fauna, and Flora will tell you to keep a secret. Not even if the spirits of the dead are arguing. They don't even know what conscience is and let Death deal in their worlds after the 3rd dimension!" I stared the parrotfish in the eyes as it was staring at me and answered, "I have friends and family all around my country."

NOTE: America's government is planning an absolute technological dominance in wars. Super Intelligence as weapons in wars. This means plenty of data centers for their military bases around the world. This means wars and riots for water. Water for wars and not for people. Elon Musk, who will lead the plan, became a trillionaire again yesterday after his deal with the American Pentagon.

A small story

"You will taste how true love fights. Sometimes soulmates choose their side. If love is a conflict, then you will experience a never-ending war; you have already lost", swore the angry Helium to the Proton, who decided to cooperate with Carbon and create petroleum, which would pollute all living creatures on Earth. The whole agreement was to construct vinyl for people to listen to music, cause Chloride needed a meaningful role out of the sea.

A tiny story

"Remedy your shadow as a color," a cat told me as I passed by. "Not as a diamond", completed my dog. Stray cats had a funny way of warning me when I asked them for a sign, but my dog sure knows how to have a tongue!

I need to tell a fairy tale

 

Μία μικρή ιστορία

Ώρα με γυροφέρνει μία βρωμούσα. Τρομακτική σαν γκρέμλιν, μα όση το νύχι του δείκτη μου. Την πιέζω να μου πει κάτι, ώρα τώρα. Αδιάφορη, γυροφέρνει πάνω στην Υψικάμινο, στα κλειστά πακέτα St Louis Blues, πάνω στο κινητό, στη λάμπα του γραφείου. 

"Μην ακούς μόνο το χταποδάκι", μου λέει ξάφνου κάπως απόλυτη, ίσως θυμωμένη. 

"Τίποτα και όλα φθαρτά", μου λέει χωρίς να το προσμένω", η αγωνία είναι που νικά".

A tiny story

"Why does a country need to feel secure? Why does the other country need to dominate?" asked the little monkey to its mother. "Because energy is a sparkle in darkness's broken mirrors". "Am I a mirror or a window of visions?" asked the little monkey again. "Never forget wild nature, baby, never," answered the mother as the staff opened the door to feed them.