Flash Fiction
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What Am I?
My God, am I a being of light or just a dummy who dreams of a life without consequence? (C)2026 Kent Gutschke Continue reading
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The Island
In the beginning only a few believed. Crusoe believed; he could not help himself for it was his theory in the end. In fact he worked out its location: it sat on the map inside the RAM of the BRUTE below The Center. For ten years he fed the BRUTE data on tides and temps… Continue reading
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Asteroids in the Arcade
THEY are good – too good, so good this might end here and now. My heart beats faster. My breathing quickens. My body arches over the controls wringing every atom from the hyperdrive. I’ve lost two ships while lurking in the thick of the Belt, and now clear of the swarming debris, I see the… Continue reading
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The Tangled Dream of a Neoplatonist in Campania
A.D. 260, somewhere in Campania, a Neoplatonist sleeps among a multitude of empty amphorae after a heated debate with a Cretan who also happened to be a Cynic and a follower of Menippus. This was his tangled dream… Mind (Nous) and Soul (Psyche) take a stroll through paradise on the newly minted Earth. And there… Continue reading
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The Bedrock Time Slip
This is a dream I dreamt where I was Fred Flintstone trapped in a George Jetson world. The entire dream is here more or less with some embellishment. The bed tilts me onto a conveyor belt that whisks me into the shower. Along the way, a vacuum sucks off my nightshirt; spigots open and shower… Continue reading
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My Morning Commute as 007
In 2008 I worked at a college that required an hour commute. To amuse myself, I would imagine myself as a different character each morning then compose a short story based loosely on my commute. Afterwards I would write them down and post them to my blog. They began as one-paragraph shorts, but with time… Continue reading
MARTIAN DEATH RAY 