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Seven Years

Superstition has it that breaking a mirror brings you seven years of bad luck. What if this were really true? If the superstition is true then it would create certain difficulties. What if two people both broke mirrors, and then played each other in an important contest of some kind? Let’s say, for example, that they were both top-level chess masters and were going head to head in a world competition. How could they both have bad luck at the same time? Would a stalemate count as bad luck, or would only losing the game be bad enough to qualify? If the latter, then we have a problem, because they can’t both lose. The only real solution to this would be for some external event to finish the game prematurely. The best way, therefore, to look for evidence that this superstition is a real phenomenon, is to be on the lookout for international chess matches being hit by meteorites or struck by lightning and exploding, killing the players. Good luck with that. Anyway, let’s go further with

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35 deviations

In The Dark

Everything was blacker than black. “What’s going on?” asked Sam. “Am I dead?” “For the moment,” said a calm voice. For reasons that weren’t clear to him, Sam was quite unmoved. “How?” “Complications during the surgery.” “But they said the risk was tiny.” “Tiny is not zero. Perhaps you have become accustomed to being in the lucky majority. This time, you drew the short straw.” “I understand. It’s just that I can’t believe my bad luck. I had excellent private medical care. I was the Prime Minister, you know.” “I know.” During the awkward silence that followed, Sam tried — and failed — to look around. “Why’s it so dark?” “We are assessing you. Please wait.” The voice began to hum tunelessly, which irritated Sam more than being dead. “Are you going to tell me where I am?” “Were you a good Prime Minister?” “What? Yes, of course. I mean… I did what I thought was right, at least.” He gave a nervous laugh. “That’s all any of us can do, isn’t it?” “Is it?” “Look, I’m sorry, but

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16 deviations

In The Dark

Everything was blacker than black. “What’s going on?” asked Sam. “Am I dead?” “For the moment,” said a calm voice. For reasons that weren’t clear to him, Sam was quite unmoved. “How?” “Complications during the surgery.” “But they said the risk was tiny.” “Tiny is not zero. Perhaps you have become accustomed to being in the lucky majority. This time, you drew the short straw.” “I understand. It’s just that I can’t believe my bad luck. I had excellent private medical care. I was the Prime Minister, you know.” “I know.” During the awkward silence that followed, Sam tried — and failed — to look around. “Why’s it so dark?” “We are assessing you. Please wait.” The voice began to hum tunelessly, which irritated Sam more than being dead. “Are you going to tell me where I am?” “Were you a good Prime Minister?” “What? Yes, of course. I mean… I did what I thought was right, at least.” He gave a nervous laugh. “That’s all any of us can do, isn’t it?” “Is it?” “Look, I’m sorry, but

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Moving On

I took a red pill, and I fell awake; Take a bow, blithe Wonderland — you’re gone. My bed is lined with tribal sticks and stones; Barbarity has blighted all my bones; The way is steep, and sorrow is my song. Yesteryear we thrived in verdant lands, With mighty mountains painted round the sky; Now, half-way up, we slacken our ascent, To turn about, gaze down on what is spent, And watch our precious valley start to die. I know there is no fear but fear itself: This world is not entirely rocky spires; But since the green, for now, has turned to grey, Come stand beside me in this darkening day; United, we might make it to the shires.

Poetry

18 deviations
Lounge Corner

Sketches

3 deviations
DNA Knot

Digital Art

2 deviations
Peace Lily

Photography

2 deviations
Sleeping Beauty

Mathematical Geometric

3 deviations
TV Demon

Scraps

12 deviations