America has been experiencing some shrinkage, but that's okay!

With less comes more

For some

Which means less equals more

When there is more less

For some who want more

Might get!

What if the earth was being effected by an actual black hole, right now!?


Then the dear spoke!

I never wanted to be a ghost

Here in the woods

You turn into one

Soon your time will come

It doesn't hurt to fade

And become a spirit

For you do exist

With all us cute animals

Will you join us

Join us in the fun

Please come and join us

And forget about the sun

Mmmmm...

In writing curiosity is important!

Where will your story take you?

What will your next sentence be like?

What could make you a better writer?


Go for it, though it may be mysterious!





Like a wounded soldier Bill Hole entered the forest..

There were unusual sounds moving about

Bills heart was beating very loud

Yet something was coming near

Oh how cute it is just a dear

A moment of mutual fear

Perhaps you can help

Bill Hole said to himself

Yet the dears ears spun around!

M says vote your consciousness conscience!


Setting: Inside a dark, echoing bathroom plumbing line, right before a major flushing event.Urine: (Splashing aggressively against the ceramic walls) Look at you, slacking off as usual! I’m in and out of here six times a day, keeping this body filtered and clean. You show up once—maybe twice if the human had a fiber bar—and expect a standing ovation. You're slow, you're heavy, and you take forever to get ready!Poop: (Thudding heavily into the water, sending up a massive splash) Slow? It’s called craftsmanship, you watery amateur! You’re just 95% water and a little bit of leftover urea. You require zero effort. I am the grand finale of a 24-hour digestive masterpiece! I represent the steak, the potatoes, the complex carbohydrates! I have structure. I have presence.Urine: Presence? You mean odor! You completely ruin the atmosphere the second you walk into the room. People have to light matches and turn on exhaust fans just to survive your presence. When I arrive, it’s a quick, polite zip and a wash of the hands. I am civilized.Poop: Oh, don't act so pure. You turn bright neon yellow if the human takes a single multivitamin! And let's talk about urgency—you make the human panic and run like a maniac just because a movie ran over two hours. I have discipline. I give a polite, rumbling warning hours in advance.Urine: (Steaming slightly) I am the frontline defense of the kidneys! Without me, the system shuts down from toxic buildup in days. You're just the stuff the body couldn't even use. You're literally the leftovers!Poop: Leftovers? I am the ultimate metric of gut health! Doctors study my shape, my color, and my consistency on a chart like it's fine art. No one is out here making a "Bristol Stool Chart" for your boring splash patterns.The Toilet Handle: (CLANK)Urine: (Swirling rapidly in circles) Uh oh. Here comes the swirl!Poop: (Sinking into the vortex) See you in the septic tank, water-boy!