The Space Flora Blog

The busy streets erupted rivers of people down a street unfit for driving. He stood there, as he always did, sandaled and wrapped in a prophet’s rags, but unlike the other days CHARACTER had seen him, spoke with him, even shared food him with… He lacked the vigor of the converted. The skies, as they always did, rained with the Space Flora. There had been many theories about the extra-terrestrials that settled - and changed - our humble solar system. To some, they were mother Earth’s cry for a kinder mindset among the simple simians that littered the lands and...

It doesn’t know if it slumbers, floating in a dream crafted in the crevices of its synapses, or if it is wide awake. The black beyond envelops it with crushing confusion as it swims aimlessly, disoriented and alone. A disembodied ball suffering from a whole universe of phantom limbs, feeling every plant’s roots stretch into the earth below, or soaring through the space above. It knows it has a soul, woven into its oversized atom. Stored deep within one of the smallest divisions of matter, in something hard to split and impossible to fully eliminate. It doesn’t quite understand why...

[Conversation intercepted between two workers at the WELCOME APPLE CONSTRUCTION SITE. Playing now... ] “I got no idea how we’re gonna finish this. This thing is huge. Why is it so big anyways?” “So the plants can see it in space. The whole point is to show ‘em that we welcome ‘em, so it’s gotta be big.” “But plants don’t have eyes. How are they gonna see it?” “Iunno, that’s above my paygrade. Why are you stressin’ over the construction time anyhow? It’s a government contract — No, a UN contract. These contracts are always slow.” “I don’t know... Hey,...

“Houston, we’re making a short detour.” Those words are seared into me. We were a crew of six, sent barrelling into the unknown to be the first upon a red planet. The first beyond the orbit of mother earth, finally fleeing the nest to see if the sand’s redder on the other side of the fence. Mars waited patiently for our arrival, and the crew knew there was a real risk we wouldn’t even make it there. In fact, we all knew every risk, that we might get stuck or the ship might malfunction on the way. But we went...

He stood in rags, sandaled feet rooted into the cobblestone street. The path was showing its age, a thin pedestrian artery built in the middle ages, modernized into a shortcut between new buildings housing tech startups. A neverending stretch of people moved through it, their business casual attire adorning souls set to Do Not Disturb. But he would disturb them, alright. For the Good News had come. He preached to the unwilling swarm of ears, booming convictions pelting the wayward flock as they rushed past him on the way to work, trying their best to ignore another prophet with another...

The space flora had streamed steadily into our solar system for over a year. Earth and her siblings clung to their orbits as they always had, but now welcomed new company in the space in between them, giving room to the visiting flowers. Like interstellar tourists, some of the flowers would swim through the black and weave between our planets, only to leave at the far side of our solar system, deeper still into our galaxy. But, most found their home in our little corner of space, some settling on planets, and others content to dance in the space between...