An ocean of sand set the stage and the stage itself, was full of panels. These solar panels glittered in the sunlight, harnessing the energy provided by that gargantuan celestial body to power the world in which we live. I can't say I thought

Our republic is on the brink. It is beset by nationalism on Mars and anarchism on the outer worlds.

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I remember when you left the house,

By now, today will feel like a strange day. You’ll expect your alarm to have gone off at 7 AM sharp like every other day but it won’t. You’ll expect to walk into a kitchen where breakfast has already been prepared. It won’t be. Also, the cat’s going to be whining about his empty stomach.

Two men start their day. One starts deep underground in a land of fire and darkness. Another starts in a world full of light. One puts his hand on the boulder in front of him feeling the rocky crevices. The other hurries to shower, eat, and brush his teeth.

“Idiots!” Alex said. His rage was palpable, and David fretted that the blood vessel bulging in his forehead would burst. “Never on time, never fast enough, never takes initiative, never communicates, the whole lot of them are utter retarded fucks” Alex screamed. “Well, I

Rule #1: Never watch more than an hour of TV on a day belonging to the weekend (Friday, Saturday, and Sunday)

His mind drifted in and out of consciousness. Reality mixed with dreams and his grogginess coloured his perceptions. He took out his phone and took a look at his dating apps.