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My name is David Michael Chandler, and everyday I will post a Daily Doodle with a story attached to it. Everything you see here has been written, drawn, and coloured all on my lonesome. I hope you enjoy them, or die trying. Please E-mail anytime at thedailydoodles@gmail.com |
“The Orbit of the Burial Moon”
It’s been 3 years since The Boy Who Was Born in Space buried his parents on that tiny moon, and for the third time in those 3 years, the Boy has found himself somehow crossing paths with the moon yet again… even though the Boy, his Robot, and their ship should be hundreds of parsecs away.
While at first the Boy assumed that he was subconsciously going in circles because some part of him wasn’t yet ready to leave his parents behind (the spaceship’s onboard educational videos he’s been watching have led him to believe this was a possibility), his Droid quickly calculated that the moon was actually a tiny orphan planet; a rogue planetary mass that wandered the galaxy with no set orbit, and its path through space had happened to correspond with their own.
However, now the burial moon has entered an actual orbit as the tiny spheroid gets pulled between the gravity of a distant gas giant and a nearby red terrestrial planet, causing the moon to complete a dizzying full orbit every 31 seconds.
His parent’s final resting place had finally found a home.
The Boy knew that one might indulge themselves in believing there was some sort of poetic significance in discovering that his parents’ burial moon was an orphan (just like the Boy himself is), but his more logical side knew that the universe is simply a series of events without meaning, and this was just one of them.
The parallels between him and the burial moon are a mildly interesting curiosity, but crafting some sort of life narrative out of random chance… it’s folly.
The Boy finds himself wishing that it WAS his subconscious bringing him back to the Burial Moon over and over, because then at least it’d show he’s feeling something for them… like a normal boy. It’d be nice to know he missed them, on some level, and that perhaps his parents’ burial moon finding a home could be a good omen for himself.
But, he knows that the galaxy doesn’t exist just to give one Boy’s life “meaning”. The universe doesn’t work that way.
The Boy Who Was Born in Space joins his Droid back on their ship, and never returns to the burial moon ever again.
Posted 5/16/2013
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One of my favourite sites, Stranger Dimensions, did an awesome write up about me and my site!
You can read it here: A SPACE BETWEEN DREAMS AND NIGHTMARES: The Daily Doodles.
It was a very nice surprise, as I actually do read Stranger Dimensions daily when new posts are delivered to my Gmail each night, and about a week ago I was scrolling down the newest email, reading about many of the weird, paranormal, science-y news they report on, when suddenly I saw one of my drawings! :-o I certainly wasn’t expecting it.
If you’re into news about scientific discovery, time travel, ghosts, aliens, the paranormal, and basically everything cool and fun that is known and unknown in the universe, I think you’d love Stranger Dimensions too.
(And also, if you’re like me and you grew up listening to Coast to Coast AM, I KNOW you’d love Stranger Dimensions).
Thank you to Rob Schwarz for the great article!
—David Michael Chandler
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“There Ain’t No Laws in Space”
Did you ever know that there ain’t no laws in space?
You could lure your enemy to the moon, and shoot them in the face.
If the police try to hassle ya, tell ‘em they got no jurisdiction!
They have no right to interfere with your murderous predilection
So blow up a hospital on Venus, or rob a bank on Mars
Run over Jupiter’s orphans while driving stolen cars
If there’s no laws to stop ya, then it must be quite alright!
No need to hide your fiendish crimes each and every night.
And even God will be proud that you found this loophole
His rules only apply to Earth, so don’t worry about your soul
With a sly wink and a nod, God will look the other way
Just stay forever in outer space, and you’ll never have to pay.
SPACE!
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“Space Can Be So Lonely”
Everyone on the ship is dead, except for me and you only
And as we’ve come to learn, space can ever be so lonely.
As the last survivors of the virus, we ran into each other’s arms
Feelings grew so quickly, while we were drunk on each other’s charms.
We’d carelessly toss around words, like “always”, “fate”, and “love”
And we’d swear that the other was a gift, sent from Heaven above.
And I’ll admit that it was nice, as everything was new!
We disinfected the ship, and jettisoned the dead crew.
But when everything calmed back down, we entered that malaise,
As we got to really know each other, and left the lavender haze.
It’s just been a few weeks, but you’re already so annoying
You’re judgmental and dense, and creepily cloying.
I’ll happily ignore it for now, since I don’t wanna be alone,
But we’ve run out of things to say, and you dull me to the bone.
I can tell you feel the same, but there’s not much we can do
We’re the only two around, so we both pretend that “I love you”.
I’ll still hold you every night, and whisper sweet things in your ear
But the main reason that I love you, is that no one else is here.
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“The Long Journey Across the Galaxy”
After hearing the hiss and click of the last hibernation tank as it pressurizes and seals in his shipmates, Harrison Daniels quietly lifts his lid and makes sure everyone is frozen in their pod…
In 31 years when they finally reach the asteroid belt they’ll wake up, but for now the coast is clear. He has the room to himself.
As there’s no oxygen being pumped into this part of the ship (since everyone is meant to be in their tank, frozen for the journey), Harrison quickly grabs a spare oxygen mask and climbs up onto the round windowsill overlooking the galaxy.
He’s not sure why he snuck out of his tank, but as he watches the distant field of stars stream by as the mining ship rockets along at lightspeed, he’s glad he did.
His mind struggles to comprehend the enormous scope of the galaxy stretched out before him, and while he feels a deep connection to it all, it also leaves him feeling totally insignificant. His problems, his worries… they couldn’t matter.
Thinking back, Harrison realizes he’s never actually been alone his entire life. Family, spouses, friends… and in 31 years when they reach the belt, he’ll never have a moment to himself. All he has is this, right now.
He tells himself that he has to do this again, somehow… for longer than just a few hours. It’s nice.
But, he has responsibilities still, and everyone will notice if they arrive at the asteroid belt and he’s the only one who has aged the 31 years (not to mention, he has no food— the hibernation tank is meant to nourish him as as they travel).
Taking one last long look out the window, Harrison gets back into his tank, and goes to sleep.
(A very special thanks to Kyle Harter for giffing this for me!)
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“Orbiting the New World”
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“The World Under the Bed”
While hiding from terrorists who just killed her parents dead,
Sarah-Louise fell through a portal that opened under her bed.
Down for miles she plummeted, into the Inter-Dimensional Zone
Endless spiraling colours flashed by, and she never felt more alone.
After an hour of falling, she asks herself “Why?”
Why did this have to happen, and why did my parents die?
But she doesn’t get an answer, because that’s not how life works
There isn’t always a reason for why the fates are such jerks.
Once she sees the Inter-Dimensional Beings slowly form and take shape
Sarah hopes that one of these creatures can help her out of this scrape…!
But alas! For if they had lips, the Beings would be licking their chops
As swallowing recently orphaned girls is their favouritest of crops.
They’ll absorb her entirely without giving a second thought,
And any pathetic begging or pleading would all be for naught.
As she nears the end, she thinks of her dead mom and dad
She hopes they’re in heaven, and that they aren’t sad
She thinks when she lands she’ll be with them soon,
The naive thought alone makes her tiny heart swoon.
Sarah is wrong, of course, as the Inter-Dimension will never let her go
And as she hits the bottom, all she can feel is a brightly coloured glow.
And once she’s completely absorbed into the Inter-Dimensional sea,
She knows she’s just cursed to be energy… for the rest of eternity.
(Starring Sarah-Louise Kelly’s from “From DC to ZZ”!)
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“The Prayer to the Aliens”
O’ my dear, sweet Aliens, I pray to thee to take me away
Beam me up to your ship and we’ll have a space holiday.
While I might be a human girl, I can learn Alien stuff fast
And we can make me being an Earthling, a thing of the past.
To sweeten the deal, you can take my parents to dissect
They got all sorts of tissue, and lotsa’ organs to inspect.
Maybe evaporate my big sister, or my little brother, the pest
And I’ll brag that I got go to with you, cuz you like me best.
We’ll be the greatest of friends, having adventures in space
Criss-crossing the universe with big smiles on our face
Solving galactic mysteries, finding new planets to explore
I’ll never have a reason to be sad anymore.
And even when they all tell me that you’re really not out there…
That you don’t hear my prayers, and if ya did you don’t care…
I’ll always believe in you truly, with all my 8 year old heart
And after you finally rescue me, our lives together can start.
Amen.
Posted 3/7/2013
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“The Video Phone”
She can sense him there on the other end of the feed, not picking up, pretending he’s not home… too cowardly to face her, to explain himself.
Sitting in his dark, dirty, pathetic apartment, just staring at her flashing pixelated image as the shrill ringing fills his tiny room… She doesn’t care how long it takes, she’s going to make him deal with this. He has to stare at her face on the video phone, and know she’s not defeated. And he will feel that shame, and he will know. He’ll know.
All of the lies, the secrets, he can’t just hide from it. His excuses, the flimsy rationalization… he can fool himself with that nonsense, but she won’t give him that satisfaction. He doesn’t get to have that.
She knows he’s there, staring at her, trying to think up some new lie to spin. Some way to get out of this.
The feed disconnects once more, and her reflection looks back at her upon the dark, empty monitor. Waiting just long enough so he can think it’s over, she types in his number, stares back at the screen, and calls again.
Posted 3/2/2013
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“Coming in for a Landing” a Haiku
Your friend, the Space Man
Pilots the pills to your tongue
So you, can be You.
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