Ultra High - and the devil died screaming

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 I detested these contraptions, and outdated technology in the digital age.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

“Do you like your job, Walter?”

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 be re

“Do you ever wonder where your life has gone?” I wished I could have one day without them around. It would have been blissful, but did I deserve it? Was it a fitting punishment for my sins, or did they just happen to be the catalyst for my suffering?

“The modern societal structure is an insidious trap, designed to ensnare people in a cycle of servitude and desperation. Its insidiousness lies in its ability to confuse populations, convincing them that the unattainable life they see on TV is within