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If Only I Could Find A Kryptonian Like You.

Lois Lane Can’t Be Enamored With Superman While Still Sleeping With Clark Kent! Eventually, The Glasses Are Gonna Come Off! Thank you for coming to my Ted Talk.

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Cretins and salutations

I received a labored and monotone ‘hello’ from a stranger today.

He acknowledged that I exist, and he’s trying to be excited about it.

#existential humor #self deprecating humor #humor #writing #short story

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Pray for Change;

Faith is Take-a-Penny, Leave-a-Penny.

#poetry #short story #fiction #existential humor #humor

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Time to get off Twitter before it becomes a toxic environment.

Oh. Right.

#humor #twitter #elon musk #current events #social media

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Flip a coin.

I’ve already decided.

But I’d like to feel as though I had no choice.

#existential humor #love poem #humor #poetry #short poem #short story #fiction #fantasy

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There is only one gate to hell,

But the wait is interminable.

#existential humor #poetry #musings #philosophy #fantasy #fiction #literature

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Abbey-Normal Road

Do you think Igor really had the mental capacity to understand what he was doing? There’s got to be some basic human element within everyone that abhors the sight of a dead body. Even the mentally not-all-there. What did his resume look like, for him to be like “eh, I’ve had worse jobs”? His mom tells all her friends that he works for a doctor: that the kid with the hump, the limp, and the staring problem is now a humanitarian. Because there has to be a bright side, even to that job: the greater purpose. “Ma, I know I shouldn’t have to be out finding brains, but we’re bringing a guy back to life, here.” Back. To. Life. That’s what goes on the resume. ​ Because the problem isn’t the job. The job, at its core, is easy. (Use a shovel, carry a heavy object, flip a few switches, raise that platform.) And as I sit here, in yet another benign meeting, I've realized that I envy Igor. Maybe his mental deficiencies made the dirty-work of the job easier to stomach. And maybe he slept so well at night because he’s dumber than a bag of hammers (read: a model employee). But there is the possibility, however unlikely, that he did it because he actually respected Frankenstein’s greater purpose: death defiance. It seems far-fetched, doesn’t it? That one could enjoy one’s job. But it’s out there. ​ We just have to remind ourselves that we’re our own masters.

#existential humor #humor #job search #lifestyle #halloween #frankenstein #exciting #fun #fiction #fantasy