| Titatum |
| #1 20010521 Titatum sat in a cage. An endless parade of grieving, transparent dinosaurs, peered in through her portals. |
| #2 20010802 She fiddled with the symbols strewn around on the floor of the stage where her computer was located. She is wearing a one piece, all-purpose, life sustaining jump suit. It is orange and black. She has hair that changes color with her mood. Her fingers are transparent. |
| #3 200112212020 She has been to the ends of the Universe and back multiple times. And it always came to the transparent dinosaurs with the symbols of humanity strewn upon the carpet in her cage around her personal computer. And in through the two portals peering in from one corner of her luxious pad/cage were an endless stream of dinosaurs, with tears running down their primordial faces and fine tissue cloths with which they are constantlly wiping their ferocious transparent noses. |
| #4 200201271757 She had no memory of what the symbols meant but she understood that that is the reason the transparent Dinosaurs are tearfully grieving. |
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| Titatum sat in a cage. (Watch for a future painting by J D Collum) |
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| High Council |
| #5 200205260823 She stared at the black screen of her personal computer, puzzling over the C-promp. In a sudden gesture of her delicate, graceful arms she swept the floor around her clean of the plastic symbols of Humanity. Seconds later she heard a whoosh of air and turned to see her space-suit materialize in her cage. She felt infinitely depressed. She knew she would have to make the journey to the opposite end of the Universe--something was still not right in the confines of the Universe. [To be continued] |
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