Ultra High - and the devil died screaming

When I was deeply immersed in my creative process, interruptions were not welcome. While I didn't need complete silence, I preferred to be left alone and undisturbed. That's why I designed my studio as an impenetrable fortress, fortified with reinfor

The 1% used to be the stuff of conspiracy theories—until it became our reality. The theorists suddenly had increased credibility, but unfortunately for us this only occurred when it was too late. The 1% were guaranteed safety while the rest of us fac

It's incredible, in a world where most people are tucked away in virtual conversations, that those living in physical reality have so little to offer each other in terms of contact. I hadn't had human intimacy for two decades and thought it would nev

My desk phone was blaring out its shrill ring. I detested these contraptions, and outdated technology in the digital age. It meant someone wanted to talk to me and it was usually a human- something I had zero interest in. I stared at it, wishing it

They sidled up next to me while I rested my feet on a tree stump that served as a makeshift footstool and said, "You've seen them too, haven't you?" I knew what they were talking about already, so I didn't bother to ask. As I took a sip of whiskey, t

I took a drag from the pre-rolled cigarette with Premium 9.1.80, preparing for the effects to kick in soon. I knew I shouldn't have been smoking this kind of stuff in my bedroom, but I wanted some time alone; a place to lie down and wander through my

 

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My glass was about to reach my mouth when the question came out of nowhere. “Yes, I suppose,” I said.

“You suppose?”

“Well, it's like any other job. Sometimes it's interesting or even creative, other times it can