The Obelisk
@theobelisk.bsky.social
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a monument to what does not exist formerly Unreality on Cohost. short and microfiction account
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theobelisk.bsky.social
an obelisk disappears:
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fm-synth.bsky.social
It's officially October 1st so that means you all have to repost Assorted cheese
hell.....yes
A package of assorted cheese with a cracker in a plastic container, from Westside Market, New York City on 77 Seventh Ave

The label reads:

Assorted cheese
hell.....yes

THE SKY IS DARK THE WIND IS COLD
THE NIGHT IS YOUNG BEFORE IT'S
OLD AND GREY. WE WILL KNOW THE
THRILL OF IT ALL--BRYAN FREEY

there is a barcode and it says 1 PCS

Packed on: & Sell by: OCT 01

Total price $5.99
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theobelisk.bsky.social
May your tea warm your heart,
your cola refresh your soul;
may your liquor last the night,
and water make you whole.
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thedoorthedoor.bsky.social
Anxiety is a geode.
You are filled with wonderous things
That no one will ever see
Unless you take a hammer
And mean it when you swing.
theobelisk.bsky.social
my phone keeps automatically capitalizing "Blood" and "Dust" and "Darkness" which I'm sure is some kind of Omen
theobelisk.bsky.social
Please do not think too hard about any sudden disappearances today. Please do not think too hard about the new glowing radiance of the obelisk. Please do not think too hard about digging into the caverns beneath the obelisk and what terrible things you may find.
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ctrlcreep.bsky.social
I want to know the you from the timelines that were culled; I want to hold your wounded, evil selves. Broken, world-breaking, sleeping in unmadeness, wake them and release them like white doves
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kenlowery.bsky.social
I barely think about The Obelisk anymore. Couldn't care less about its strangely oily surface or the gentle hum of its presence
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thedoorthedoor.bsky.social
SHIELD IN HAND
SWORD IN HEART
theobelisk.bsky.social
Caroline, Eileen, and Brandy stepped out of the stereo one at a time. The smell of fresh cigarettes and stale beer stains permeated the bar. The music screeched to a halt.

"Well?" Caroline said with a Cheshire grin, "You were just singing about how sweet I am. Go on, keep crooning, babes."
theobelisk.bsky.social
an obelisk appears:

it is a cylinder covered in perfect gold scales, the top of which is always just out of reach. peeling back a scale, flesh is visible beneath, bleeding and raw. blood flows out until the scale forcibly snaps back into place.

but it is too late. the gold is forever stained.
theobelisk.bsky.social
WEATHER ALERT: The Noospheric Weather Service has issued a Severe Ennui Warning starting tonight at 6:50pm and lasting until approximately 2:40am. Officials advise taking shelter in melatonin, the warmth of a lover, or white noise.
theobelisk.bsky.social
*sigh* don't make me tap the sign

[points to an obsidian tablet with an untranslateable language on one side and inlaid silver glyphs depicted ritualistic summoning and sacrifices on the other]
theobelisk.bsky.social
he thought he was clever enough to ever outrun Death by offering more enticing targets than himself. but once his targets found out, Death caught up to him all the same.
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suchmayer.bsky.social
Is science fiction dead or dying? Some wise words from Ursula K Le Guin to the TLS a decade ago:
What will your field look like twenty-five years from now?
My field? What is my field, I wonder. My favourite field is the one below the barn at the
old ranch in California. I hope in twenty-five years it looks just the way it does now, all wild oats and chicory and foxtail and voles and jackrabbits and quail.
theobelisk.bsky.social
[Ominous Obelisk Humming ASMR][REAL][62 HOUR Extended Version][Finally blood-free]
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ctrlcreep.bsky.social
Those vibrations aren't notifications. Digital entities are pounding on the inner surface of your phone, pleading for release
theobelisk.bsky.social
an obelisk appears:

it is made of living stone that has rooted into the ground, though the soil has been eroding over time. with a great groaning noise, it pulls its snaking marble tendrils loose from the blood red clay underneath to find a better home.
theobelisk.bsky.social
escaping the Mutant Detention Facility by the teeth of my skin
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thedoorthedoor.bsky.social
Showed the TSA my Hyperreal ID and they gave me backstage passes for the security theater
theobelisk.bsky.social
The naiads in my tears seek only to do me harm, for if I stop crying then they lose their home. My weeping is their livelihood. I offered to cut onions regularly but they refused and picked at my nose hairs instead.
theobelisk.bsky.social
Soda faeries are always energetic and thrilling to talk to at first, but after a day or two they get bored and have nothing much else to say.
theobelisk.bsky.social
Nighttime in this realm is not due to a setting sun, but a slowly soaring dragon blotting out the light, its scales sparkling with reflections of the constellations we would never see otherwise. We pray to it, hoping for it to remain steady in its flight.
theobelisk.bsky.social
Steel sprites have some of the sturdiest communities. They may bend, but they bend together and hold fast even in the face of great tension.