Ed's bomb

Little does he know it's a time machine and tomorrow this time he's gonna be in the year 1424.

I could put that to him, he seems hell bent on the bomb thing though. harmless, but his journey is about to change I'd say. couldn't meet a nicer chap. put me up during the scamdemic.

I think he's off his meds. scary stuff now


thanks much, young lady I am honoured by your presence and words

A gripping and slightly unsettling narrative that presents a scene of intrigue and uncertainty as the protagonist encounters a mysterious contraption, described metaphorically as a bomb, evoking tension and caution in the presence of its creator, Ed.

Hullo, love the name

welcome to my humbled scribblings. It is an ongoing saga. thank you for your presence and thought print, both are appreciated much.

I couldn’t help but be moved by this piece. The fact that you saw a metaphor for his illness from the microchips and wires - how they form intricately together. How they can come loose. How they can malfunction. There was something oddly tender in that. It speaks of concern, and care. It’s very human.

Thanks for sharing.

-M

Hullo

hard enuff, Lady. I sat with him couple of nights ago thinking the men in white were on the way. but no, it's an actual joke. he is a ticking time bomb, somebody is going to get hurt

you're a legend, Lady. thanks for bringing you here

Life more often than we may want to admit brings us to events that find us dealing with sentiments that on the surface contradict each other. This reminds me of Seal's "Dreaming In Metaphors".

I feel like I should know this ed

Poem and visual has more meaning now because of the conflict. Hope you are safe. Hugs and peace, Oral

The metaphor of ticking time bomb is pretty evident now that you've mentioned it above. Some have a predilection for danger, but the bad kind that hurts others. I've often wondered if it's similar to cutters. People who cut to take away bad memories. Guess I'll never know.

Nice write. Appreciate you.





DL

Maybe there is something wrong with me or I just see that he was creating memories in the past. Items in the piece reminded me of the inner working of toys and small radio.

Nice spill, Fia xoxo

I look at it as a metaphor for the human condition.
We're all ticking time bombs in one way or another. Some are just more upfront about it.