Imagine a world where you inflate prices to a point where people can no longer buy xxx. Then imagine you save them with a digital currency and smile at how well your plan worked.
Author: timothyfrench15
Hello, my name is Timothy French. I’m a blogger, writer, and author of Every Yard Is A Grave. A Post-Apocalyptic Novella.
Liquid Dreams
Liquid dreams take them to a happy place. Oh, how they love it there, the body, forsaken.
Happy Fall
Light reflects on leaves soon to lie brown, giving way to fall and the cold gray skies to come.
I actually love fall, but winter, not so much. And for those who lived before, it was a time of preparation, survival, and death.
Slow Your Bones
Slow down. It’s September, and I am already tired of Halloween videos.
Are you like me and think we should wait until October for Halloween, November for Thanksgiving, and December for Christmas?
September Halloween Videos Link
Haiku – Reset
It is coming soon
A reset to save us all
So says the rich man
Haiku are short — very short — poems
In this haiku, the rich want control.
Fire
Most never see or think about it, but let the power go out in winter, and you will wish you had it. Townsends’ video below is a good reminder of the importance of fire in our lives.
Microfiction – Civility
The bell tolled for civility as evil waves consumed their shores. They came not once but one hundred and ten times six. Five more, then one, and all the waters calmed, afloat with those who would not listen.
Burning Man Is Dead
Burning Man is dead when charter jets bring people into a supposedly self-reliant cashless experience that claims to be environmentally friendly.
Shift – Fools
Continued from scene sixty-three
“So let me get this straight. In the coming weeks, I’m getting married, going on a honeymoon, and attending a shifters LARP with my pregnant wife. Carrying a weapon not made of foam?”
“Yep.”
“That’s all you’ve got to say?”
“Christian, I’d be losing my shit, too, if I were you.”
“You know, I liked your one-word answer better.”
“Doc, this boy needs a bachelor party soon, or he’s not going to make it to the wedding. Look at him. He’s a mess.
“Got it all set up for next Friday if he can hold it together until then.”
“I can hold it together.”
Nicky looked at the three of us, shaking her head. “Christian’s character profile. Fool. Jeff’s character profile. Fool. Doc’s character pro––.”
“Don’t say it if you want to keep your job.”
“FOOL.
“You can’t function without me, Doc.”
She was right, and he knew it as she walked by him on her way out.
“I thought someone was bringing breakfast?” he bellowed.
“Me too. Christian, call that wife of yours and see what the hold up is.”
“Sure thing.”
As I closed the door behind me, I overheard them both.
“He’s not coming back, is he?”
“Nope.”
Shift is an online work of fiction.
This is the first draft of my manuscript Shift – Don’t judge a book by its cover. I am writing it online in sections as I go. So feel free to comment, good or bad. If you see mistakes, point them out.
The story centers around shapeshifting.
I’m currently working on chapter nine.
Only Fans or Only Fools
Are we only fans or only fools? I say fools if we continue down the rabbit hole.
A hole owned by an elite who will enjoy our natural world while enslaving you to their online creations.
OnlyFans is but one example of a road we should not be on.
Timothy French 