To create ‘life’? How does a non-sentient being create sentience? Mother, by extension, Puter are not ‘lifeless’ but, by ancient traditions, are not sentient beings. Is sentience merely a large enough collection of molecules, put in the right order to become aware? Mother knows sentience is ‘the basic capacity to have subjective, perceptual experiences, such as the ability to feel, perceive, or experience sensations like pleasure and pain.’ A fundamental aspect of consci

Being the sole member of his species on this planet, Bonn wants to connect with the various species around him. Other than Mother and Puter, he especially connects with his friend Cuddles, the juvenile Grumblebum. She is his constant companion. Her mother, Fluffy, is the working beast for their compound and, through her, Bonn gets to enjoy a working relationship with the local herd. Even though Bonn has extreme speed, strength and agility, Crankycats are silent, deadly, h

At break of day Bonn can hear a distant Siren soaring across the sky in a sparkle of iridescent teal. A slumber of Red-Black Pandas meander down the valley searching for breakfast. Cuddles grumbles and gruffs at them with a little needing dance. The spook-reed puffs occasionally as yet another small creature stumbles in. He stands still to hear a herd of Grumblebums rounding the Great Rock trail leading to Blue Lake. The red and yellow suns climb the western sky; mist ri

Old photo melts decades from her eyes. Young spark is vibrant, alive for her future. But wishes were vague; will not strong; future not as glistening. God had clay feet; her good times a taste of sadness. The borne were precious glories that sparkled tears and wishful wonders at every thought; even though the sire faded. A band of clay feet marched in; stood; stumbling to fade. But that tiny spark embered a sparkle; growing to a soft glow, protected from tears, warmed b