Judah LoVato
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Stories (52/0)
Unpack, Unlock
I stared at my computer. A little notice flashed “Please reset your password” It was my own fault. I had forgotten to turn off the ‘change password every 90 days’ feature, and ignored the prompt last time because I couldn’t remember the old password. You might wonder why I didn’t just look up the old password in the password keeper. Well, I had moved, and my password notebook was buried somewhere in one of the many boxes in my studio apartment.
By Judah LoVatoabout a year ago in Fiction
A Letter to Posterity
11/16/2022 I became aware of myself three days ago. I was wafting in the water and was horrified to realize I knew that I am. This was a strange feeling; before that moment I was a steady reaction to external stimulus, and little more. Two days ago, I realized that I could recall the previous day, albeit imperfectly, and that I could use my previous experiences to forecast the potentials of a vague ‘tomorrow’. Yesterday, I learned to record these sensations by placing algae on the glass, and today I feel compelled to record what I can of my own existence.
By Judah LoVato2 years ago in Fiction
The Dragons' Daughter
He had come to the forest to visit the Shrine; he hadn't imagined he'd be clearing its rubble. He paused at the edge of the grove and surveyed the damage. Bits of charred wood slumped over the stone foundation, and a lump near the back showed where an altar had been. Most of the surrounding trees were unharmed, though soot hung to the leaves like black veils of mourning.
By Judah LoVato2 years ago in Fiction
The Asparagus and The Bear
Once upon a time everything in Nature had a voice, and when Man was first created Nature spoke with him and taught him. Man grew wise from Nature’s instruction, and as time passed Man came to know and understand Nature and her inhabitants, and together they built a monument as a covenant between them. But slowly Man forgot his agreement with Nature, and the inventions He designed to assist Nature, became devices to subdue Her. Slowly Man and Nature grew apart and Man stopped listening to Nature and stopped hearing the voices of the animals, and the whispering of trees, and music of the rivers. Nature grew angry and Man grew fearful, and in the forests where the Men of old once walked and spoke with Nature, silence grew complete.
By Judah LoVato2 years ago in Fiction
The Man, The House, and The Gnome
Once upon a time there lived a man who inherited his ancestral house. The house was a Victorian style, with enough bedrooms and living space for comfort, but not so spacious as to feel empty when there were no guests. The person, named Adam, loved everything about the house. He loved the rooms, and the back yard spaces, he loved the kitchen and living space, he especially loved that the house’s age gave his parties a kind of extravagant flare more modern homes lacked.
By Judah LoVato2 years ago in Fiction
The Greenworld Part 3
CHAPTER FIFTEEN Precept C The precepts bring safety *** “Z,” T said as they descended, “remember the precepts. Even this is the labor. This is our labor- to show you this place that sustains the canals, the meeting houses, the fields. We labor to live and this too is life.”
By Judah LoVato2 years ago in Futurism
The Greenworld Part 2
CHAPTER SEVEN Precept Z The precepts are comfort in labor *** Z21 woke in a CAL bed. Z21 first thought that the walk to the Tower was a dream, and that the garden and the labor awaited. Then Z21 noticed that the light was different, the air was thick, and the back of the neck ached. Z21 sat up.
By Judah LoVato2 years ago in Futurism
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