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S.J. St πŸ“š @SJStWriter
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What was I afraid of the most? Losing control. But not anymore. Now I’m terrified by something totally different. Actually, I’m not scared of anything other than this. 1/2 🧡
Madonna Litta by Leonardo Da Vinci (1490-91)

ALT Madonna Litta by Leonardo Da Vinci (1490-91)

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Losing your interest. Losing your attention. Losing you. And I live every day only for this to never happen. And I’m enjoying every moment. 2/2 🧡
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The country was born. What is it, though, the β€œcountry”? And what had been before? What had been before I was born? Different people, different story. Or all the same? What had been before they were born? 1/3 🧡
The Declaration by Barry Faulkner (1936)

ALT The Declaration by Barry Faulkner (1936)

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The country was born, and we are happy that we pointed out the beginning, which makes sense to us. We can rely on it, and no unnecessary questions need to be asked. But deep down… 2/3 🧡
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The country was born. Where will it be when it grows up? Or maybe we are grown-ups already? Or even retired? The Golden Age. Perhaps. What comes after? Different people, different story. Or something that had initially been before all that. 3/3 🧡
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Am I an actor? Are you an actor? Or are we just two stones - cold, ancient, only slightly influenced by what’s around them? Your lips are not touching mine. My hands are tools, my eyes are objects. 1/2 🧡
Les comΓ©diens by ValΓ©rie Le Meur (2018)

ALT Les comΓ©diens by ValΓ©rie Le Meur (2018)

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The theater of love. Drama, comedy, tragedy - we have it all. Buy a ticket, come, watch, and enjoy with us. You will leave after or during, but we will stay. Together. 2/2 🧡
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The world will end this Friday. There is only one way to save it. 1/3 🧡
Vision of the Apocalypse Inferno by Herri met de Bles (1595)

ALT Vision of the Apocalypse Inferno by Herri met de Bles (1595)

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Speak to the Dark Lord responsible, the Tree’s thoughts echoed in her mind. 2/3 🧡
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β€œBut his ears are ash, his eyes are stones!” she screamed. Silence. Silence was the answer. 3/3 🧡
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I’m going to Italy next week. Will Julius Caesar invite me for an evening of wine and conversation? Or will I end up being his slave? 1/3 🧡
Mona Lisa by Leonardo Da Vinci (between 1503 and 1517)

ALT Mona Lisa by Leonardo Da Vinci (between 1503 and 1517)

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What will Leonardo da Vinci say when he meets me? Probably he’ll just pass me by, or, worse, spit at my feet. But maybe, just maybe, he’ll like how I look or something and say: β€œExcuse me. Can I paint you?” Me, as one of his masterpieces, he had never created. 2/3 🧡
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The power of thought, imagination. Yes, all these people are still there. Their thoughts, their imagination left something that made me think about them after hundreds, even thousands of years. Will anybody ever think of or imagine me? 3/3 🧡
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Is it time for the new Renaissance? I think so. And here are my 3 arguments: 1/4 🧡
Night View of the Cathedral of S. Maria del Fiore by Alfred Berg (1862)

ALT Night View of the Cathedral of S. Maria del Fiore by Alfred Berg (1862)

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2. AI will satisfy our basic needs and forcefully give us more free time than we probably need to delve deeper into ourselves. 3/4 🧡
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3. The space is ready to be fully explored and colonized, which might answer the initial questions we all have: who we are, where we are from, and what our purpose as Humans is. 4/4 🧡 #microfiction #story #future
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I can’t imagine what would happen if the woman I am about to execute says, β€œI will love you even after I am gone.” And she does just that. Romance is never micro - I understand it now, after I’ve done my job. She appears on the very first night after. She smiles at me with her frozen lips and looks at me with sockets of darkest grief. 1/2 🧡
The Execution of Lady Jane Grey by Paul Delaroche (1833)

ALT The Execution of Lady Jane Grey by Paul Delaroche (1833)

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Horrified but happy, I reach for her with my hands still covered with stains of dry blood, magically uncleansed by water and ashes. She hugs me. I let her consume me. I never woke again. 2/2 🧡 #Microfiction #DarkFantasy
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I’m in the middle. Between left and right Black and white Between those who fight And those who are bright And not bright Does it place me in the center? 1/5 🧡
The Lute Player by Caravaggio (1596)

ALT The Lute Player by Caravaggio (1596)

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It’s just a twiddle Of fear and lust Greed, mistrust And trust Their dust And rust I’m just a commenter 4/5 🧡
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I just sing and play my fiddle About you being left About you being right And you being black And you being white About you who fight And you who are bright And not bright Yes, it is a riddle It is a twiddle Oh, why am I in the middle In the shade, in the middle 5/5 🧡 #original #microstory #song
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