A simmering orange pool of fire

A simmering orange pool of fire. A family slowly unwinding from their fast pace life on mars.             The grass was bleached a deep pink to protect it from the invisible gamma rays of the many moons.           Smog from the city had also died the once green sky a murky yellow that played havoc with peoples mental health. The president was not exempt either often uttering mad remarks about the earthlings and how they should be eradicated before they discover more advanced alien life forms in the solar system. Thankfully the public just laughed at their dim-witted leader, everyone knew the inhabitants of earth were no more a threat than a  fun loving pig or a cow the later proving very popular in recent times as a household pet. Yes, despite the multitude and latitude of problems on mars it sure was good to have a holiday and soak up some code into all the robotic joints before the annual solar implosion.

Number One Dreams

Dreams are beautiful because they don't always last and only a few survive the rest are broken shattered tortured or meekly forgotten. When you look out across a city while standing upon a tall suburban mountain the houses are like insect locusts or ants each one containing 5 10 20 dreams each. But just like the trash that has to go out every week so do our dreams and life continues in it's mundane ordinary way. But what is it like to live a dream what do you think of at night when your sleeping do you see yourself like in real life or are you tortured by other dreams that got away. Try and remember when you are jealous of another who is possibly living your dream that such an individual possibly had so many more dreams but gave them all up for one.    And a person who attains there number one dream is a very rare individual indeed :)