Digital-Ronin

Our Table     We would all gather there, around that lonely kitchen table. Whether it was dinner or breakfast, we would be there. Sun, sleet or snow; we wold end up around that table. Even if it was just to watch Mr. Rodgers have a wonderful day in his neighborhood, we were always at that table.     Even as we got older we kept coming back. In from the cold to greedily slurp hot coca from Mom's earthenware mugs. Entertaining friends with random "art" projects, and board games. Even when we were distraught over whatever growing pains we were going through, that kitchen table saw a lot of use.     Despite its use, hindsight will not let me s

     As he turned the hourglass over, an entire universe formed in his mind. He bore witness to the formation of stars,  planets, even entire galaxies. He saw life form in the murky depths of the oceans, and over time spread across entire landmasses. They grew in complexity, and evolved intelligence.     Civilizations rose and fell. Technology advanced, from the stone age to space, and beyond.  He saw art develop and become specialized, separating into individual forms, genres and sub-genres. In time the lines between them became blurred until they had become one again.     In time, even the universe itself collapsed. Vanishing back into th

 As soon as the group exited the restaurant, Robert said, “Well, you've seen the Kretak Grill, and L'mar's house...” Keri blushed in both surprise and embarrassment. She realized that place must have been one of their homes. She did not, however, expect it to be L'mar's. She didn't know what to do to shake the feeling she had. Robert smiled at her and led the way, talking about the various shops and buildings they passed. There was another restaurant, a bookstore, an electronics shop, and a clothing store. Robert appeared to be enjoying himself talking about the various businesses he would frequent. Occasionally he would ask Ker