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- Story Listed as: Fiction For Adults
- Theme: Fairy Tales & Fantasy
- Subject: Other / Not Listed
- Published: 09/07/2011
Vacation
M, from Jensen Beach/FL, United States![Vacation](/storage/story/5830111219123210-image(207x285-crop).jpg)
VACATION
Paul awakened with a slight jolt. The foot of the white bed appeared to be a part of the stark wall. He glanced left. The water pitcher by the bed blended into the sidewall, and the view out the window was limited by the frame. Paul's visual capacity was changed as if life had been reduced to a two dimensional painting. Paul smiled. Good! The 2D/Blocker implant was working. Soon his innate perspective would be gone. The vacation could begin.
It's official name was "Vacationer's Flat Island," so-named for the vacationer's two-dimensional perception. Everyone called it "The Island." The Corporation established the Island quite some time ago. It had taken a long time to develop and make habitable. The Executive Office believed it was worth the investment. All levels were required to vacation on the Island as an integral part of their growth and development in the Corporation. Some, many times.
The purpose of the vacation was simple: enjoy yourself. And, Oh yes, see if you can overcome the handicap of no perspective. The Corporation surgeons would give you a 2D/Blocker implant. In addition to the loss of perspective, memory of the Corporation, your function in it, and any previous trips to the Island was blocked. Paul thought for a minute that he had heard a rumor that the blocker had an intermittent fault. But that was just a rumor. Or was it? He couldn't remember. He smiled again.The blocker was beginning to work. He really needed this vacation. He was so tired of ... tired of ... He started to laugh softly. "I'm going to enjoy this one," he thought.
Vague memories of the last vacation nagged at him. Water. Blood. Was I hunting? I know I screwed it up last time, but how? Oh yeah. I didn't enjoy it that much. Got sucked into some 2D political scam on the Island. It was crazy! They were on vacation, just like me, but you'd've thought the Corporation itself was being destroyed to hear them rant and rave. That was a joke! Well, this time it will be different. I won't ...
A soft knock interrupted Paul's thoughts. He was working hard to keep focused. The interruption pleased him. "Come in."
The door parted smoothly and a small jrawul in white garb said, "Your transport is about ready, Sir. As you know, we have located the exact proper delivery system for your journey to Vacationer's Flat Island to insure your arrival at the exact right place and time. Further, we have provided that you will have an environment compatible with your specific growth and development needs in the Corporation." Paul thought he had heard this speech before. He couldn't exactly remember. He was still excited about the vacation, but didn't know why. "Yeah. Yeah. Let's get on with it."
The jrawul walked along Paul's side with his left arm outstretched over the bed. Paul felt as though he were being encased. The jrawul gently touched his eyelids and said, "Sleep now, and awaken on Vacationer's Flat Island."
Paul slept fitfully. Tossing, turning, and poking at his encasement. He knew when his journey in the transport was coming to an end. He could just tell.
The encasement began to extrude him. He entered into a cold room with bright lights and strange sounds. He saw some giant vacationers standing around. He heard the muffled voice of one say, "It's a girl."
***
ABOUT ART NOBLE:
Born in Los Angeles, Art grew up in Key West where he lived four years in the Hemingway Home. He is the son of internationally known artist, Van Noble (www.artofvnoble.com) who opened the Hemingway Home as an Art Gallery before it became a museum. On moving, he acquired a lamp from the home. He still writes under the lamp.
Writer, Speaker, Poet, Teacher, Art is an expert in the technical aspects of sexual love. His books in print include, Unmailed Letters to a Married Woman (www.thesacredfemale.com/unmailed.html) a literary,epistle piece, with poetry read on National Public Radio and The Sacred Female, (www.thesacredfemale.com) a novel showing how sexual love may transform a man. The erotica focuses on responses rather than the act and there are more normal sexual responses than the general public is aware of.
Art has a broad knowledge of modern sexual science and ancient sexual history. He is not an expert in Tantra, relationships, or anything other than heterosexual love. He will be posting blogs for your review, some that will specualte based on scientific fact, and will tell you what is accepted fact, and what is my speculation. He has traced the source of some of the sexual myths we live with and will be blogging about them to show how they have impacted our sexuality.
After his novel, Art started a radio show on Women’s Radio Network where he met and interviewed more fantastic women: some scientists, some just regular women without scientific background. He am currently working on a non-fiction piece and has fantastic input from Dr. Beverly Whipple, et al, in the field of sexual science, and provide a new mechanism for looking at "love." They provided direction for this new book.
Noble holds a BS in Ocean Engineering and an MBA. Professionally, he was an adventurer on the cutting edge of technology and an executive engineer. Like Robert Service and scores of other poets and authors, he has acquired and held many jobs including technical writer and commercial diver in the offshore oil field, giving him an eclectic voice. He ended his diving career as an Associate Professor of Underwater Technology at Florida Institute of Technology, Jensen Beach. His poetry is published in South Florida publications, Anthologies, International magazines, and read on National Public Radio. He lives in Jensen beach with his Toy Poodle, Clousseau.
Art's website is www.thesacredfemale.com. Have a great day and keep open to love: it is all around us.
Vacation(Art Noble)
VACATION
Paul awakened with a slight jolt. The foot of the white bed appeared to be a part of the stark wall. He glanced left. The water pitcher by the bed blended into the sidewall, and the view out the window was limited by the frame. Paul's visual capacity was changed as if life had been reduced to a two dimensional painting. Paul smiled. Good! The 2D/Blocker implant was working. Soon his innate perspective would be gone. The vacation could begin.
It's official name was "Vacationer's Flat Island," so-named for the vacationer's two-dimensional perception. Everyone called it "The Island." The Corporation established the Island quite some time ago. It had taken a long time to develop and make habitable. The Executive Office believed it was worth the investment. All levels were required to vacation on the Island as an integral part of their growth and development in the Corporation. Some, many times.
The purpose of the vacation was simple: enjoy yourself. And, Oh yes, see if you can overcome the handicap of no perspective. The Corporation surgeons would give you a 2D/Blocker implant. In addition to the loss of perspective, memory of the Corporation, your function in it, and any previous trips to the Island was blocked. Paul thought for a minute that he had heard a rumor that the blocker had an intermittent fault. But that was just a rumor. Or was it? He couldn't remember. He smiled again.The blocker was beginning to work. He really needed this vacation. He was so tired of ... tired of ... He started to laugh softly. "I'm going to enjoy this one," he thought.
Vague memories of the last vacation nagged at him. Water. Blood. Was I hunting? I know I screwed it up last time, but how? Oh yeah. I didn't enjoy it that much. Got sucked into some 2D political scam on the Island. It was crazy! They were on vacation, just like me, but you'd've thought the Corporation itself was being destroyed to hear them rant and rave. That was a joke! Well, this time it will be different. I won't ...
A soft knock interrupted Paul's thoughts. He was working hard to keep focused. The interruption pleased him. "Come in."
The door parted smoothly and a small jrawul in white garb said, "Your transport is about ready, Sir. As you know, we have located the exact proper delivery system for your journey to Vacationer's Flat Island to insure your arrival at the exact right place and time. Further, we have provided that you will have an environment compatible with your specific growth and development needs in the Corporation." Paul thought he had heard this speech before. He couldn't exactly remember. He was still excited about the vacation, but didn't know why. "Yeah. Yeah. Let's get on with it."
The jrawul walked along Paul's side with his left arm outstretched over the bed. Paul felt as though he were being encased. The jrawul gently touched his eyelids and said, "Sleep now, and awaken on Vacationer's Flat Island."
Paul slept fitfully. Tossing, turning, and poking at his encasement. He knew when his journey in the transport was coming to an end. He could just tell.
The encasement began to extrude him. He entered into a cold room with bright lights and strange sounds. He saw some giant vacationers standing around. He heard the muffled voice of one say, "It's a girl."
***
ABOUT ART NOBLE:
Born in Los Angeles, Art grew up in Key West where he lived four years in the Hemingway Home. He is the son of internationally known artist, Van Noble (www.artofvnoble.com) who opened the Hemingway Home as an Art Gallery before it became a museum. On moving, he acquired a lamp from the home. He still writes under the lamp.
Writer, Speaker, Poet, Teacher, Art is an expert in the technical aspects of sexual love. His books in print include, Unmailed Letters to a Married Woman (www.thesacredfemale.com/unmailed.html) a literary,epistle piece, with poetry read on National Public Radio and The Sacred Female, (www.thesacredfemale.com) a novel showing how sexual love may transform a man. The erotica focuses on responses rather than the act and there are more normal sexual responses than the general public is aware of.
Art has a broad knowledge of modern sexual science and ancient sexual history. He is not an expert in Tantra, relationships, or anything other than heterosexual love. He will be posting blogs for your review, some that will specualte based on scientific fact, and will tell you what is accepted fact, and what is my speculation. He has traced the source of some of the sexual myths we live with and will be blogging about them to show how they have impacted our sexuality.
After his novel, Art started a radio show on Women’s Radio Network where he met and interviewed more fantastic women: some scientists, some just regular women without scientific background. He am currently working on a non-fiction piece and has fantastic input from Dr. Beverly Whipple, et al, in the field of sexual science, and provide a new mechanism for looking at "love." They provided direction for this new book.
Noble holds a BS in Ocean Engineering and an MBA. Professionally, he was an adventurer on the cutting edge of technology and an executive engineer. Like Robert Service and scores of other poets and authors, he has acquired and held many jobs including technical writer and commercial diver in the offshore oil field, giving him an eclectic voice. He ended his diving career as an Associate Professor of Underwater Technology at Florida Institute of Technology, Jensen Beach. His poetry is published in South Florida publications, Anthologies, International magazines, and read on National Public Radio. He lives in Jensen beach with his Toy Poodle, Clousseau.
Art's website is www.thesacredfemale.com. Have a great day and keep open to love: it is all around us.
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JD
10/24/2018It takes a great imagination to come up with this sort of description of being 'born'. I certainly would never have thought of it as a vacation, but when you're exploring new territory you've never been to before, and experiencing something totally new, different and unexpected, I suppose 'vacation' is as good a word for it as any. Definitely a TRIP that's for sure! Thanks so much for sharing this story on Storystar, Art! : )
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Gail
10/25/2018Was interesting that’s for sure. Intriguing really.
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