"Alex, stop talking about death, Nazis, and nuclear war." "That’s my job."- Chem Daddy and Ladler.

A man drowning as events overcome him, or try to overcome him.

Damn communists….(not really)

A poem captivating repression in the form of nature, can be interpreted in various ways.

Machines as a metaphor for school.

The fight against those who would impose communism on us, here, in the land of the free. No, we won’t stand for it!

A satirical piece of prose depicting the tyranny of Communism.

The fictional city… can it be a reality!?

So there was in everything, everywhere a manifestation of free "Communist principles" in the long run by ordinary taxpayers.
Soviet citizens, most of them do not even know that for a minor, the ruling part of the population communism – that is, when people are always free – has long been due.
With communism on the vessel “Admiral Nakhimov” we figured out a little.

This ultra-deep short story was built off of the idea of "What if the government started to actually control the minds of children through microscopic microchips. In order to control the thought process and undermine the regular idea to think in progressive manners. How would that be? How would that happen? In this short story, I describe a world in almost the extremist of total governmental control. I hope that the reader takes a deep look into this one (But also enjoys it as well). Comments are open.