Where Are We Going? Thoughts on the Future of Human Life. Like gods, we adapt the world to our whims, seeking expression through art and perfection through technology. We can destroy all life or create a utopia this is our choice. The people with the power started setting up the chairs.

I watched her cavort across the stage when the lyrics resumed. Watching her, I thought how the blue stage light tinted her skin with a sheen like polished gun-bluing. Or, even more, of an almost nude woman coming out of ice-cold water.

A fiction blog for short fiction, culture reviews and discussions of creative art. A Trick of the Light. On the front porch, visible through the dolphin glass, a man stood dark and motionless. Now, he guessed, he could see why. The shadow man was unsettling. More than unsettling; it gave him goose bumps, and the cold he felt was more than the autumn breeze under the jamb of the door.