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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 Boy Who Died in His Sleep”
Jeremy tries to scream to force himself awake,
He knows that even if this is all a dream, this is not fake
A portal to the Inter-Dimension has opened under his bed
And it’s absorbing him whole, invading the dreams in his head.
The colours swarm all around, filling his entire brain’s sight
Surrounded on all sides, Jeremy tries valiantly to put up a fight
But the Inter-Dimension can’t be fought with a tiny human fist,
Since it fills the gaps between realities, and doesn’t really “exist”.
With each universe ever expanding, the Inter-Dimension has holes
Which it plugs by absorbing children, and stealing their souls
If no sleeping boys died, the universe would cease to be
A child’s death is needed to maintain the Fabric of Reality.
But when the morning comes, his mother will still weep
For this night it was just Jeremy’s turn to die in his sleep.
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“Life at Lightspeed”
It’s been almost 5 years since he left, and Josh Miller happily realizes everyone he ever knew is most likely dead… He can finally return home.
Having grown tired of his pathetic friends and family back on Earth, Josh decided to take advantage of the dilation of time created by traveling at (close to) the speed of light, enabling him to easily outlive anyone he had ever met.
For each year he experienced traveling on his ship, 22 years will have occurred for everyone living on Earth, so over a century has now passed for everyone else but him… and he’ll land back on Earth still a young man, unencumbered with any ties to the past, eager to start anew.
Once he gets home he’ll have a quick crash course to get up to speed on what happened in the past century, maybe make a snack, and then get right to work creating a new circle of family and friends that hopefully won’t be as disappointing as the last group he was saddled with.
And if they’re annoying too, it’s not a huge deal… he’ll just blast off for another 5 years and try again.
(Starring Josh Miller of computer-gaze.tumblr.com!)
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“7 Days a Week” a haiku.
It takes more each year
To make it okay to live,
Seven days a week.
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“Waiting for the Train”
Train after train passes by, each more empty than the last and none going where he needs to go, so Kyle sighs dramatically to see if he can make a loud enough noise to echo in the desolate subway station (he can’t).
He refuses to check his phone to see when his train is even scheduled to arrive, since that would show he cares, and Kyle feels the need to passive-aggressively take a stand to no one in particular to prove how much he simply doesn’t care.
Plus it’s more fun to sigh and moan over the train’s assumed lateness, acting as if it’s a huge annoyance, even though he keeps telling himself he doesn’t even wanna go. Being upset over it at least passes the time while he waits.
Having laid in bed for days, too depressed to move, Kyle somehow dragged himself out of his apartment to go meet up with some of his friends like he had promised over a week ago. He finds it hard to imagine that people do thisevery day, and that they even look forward to hanging out with people… it’s all such a hassle.
It was exhausting to even get this far with it…!
His train finally arrives, but Kyle decides he’ll just text his friends a happy lie so he can go back home and be alone.
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“The Boy Who Was Born at Midnight”
Every child born at midnight, can see inter-dimensional creatures
Glowing blobs of paraphysical energy, with no humanlike features.
They live alongside us on Earth, our dimension parallel with theirs’
And they seem less than enthused, at the Boy’s confused stares.
Our simple brains can’t comprehend, their motives or desires.
They enjoy playing with the human race, and watching what transpires.
Existing between time and space, toying with our lives
And they hate being seen, so no child born at midnight survives.
The creatures approach the poor boy’s bed, and start melting his brain
As easy as it is for us to squish a bug, they drive him totally insane.
A Golden Oldie Classique Doodle from 1/1/2012
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“Pure Blinding Colour”, a Haiku
Pure, blinding colour
Absorbs all of her mind’s eye
Till she sees no more.
(Starring the amazing person behind pureblindingcolour.tumblr.com!)
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The Girl Who Was Scared To Try”
There once was a girl who wanted to do well,
But she was scared of failure, so she’s stuck in a Hell
Of procrastination and excuses, since she’s afraid to commit
And these simple facts are something she’d never admit.
So she dibble dabbles in this and that, but it’s all the same
Never finishing anything she starts, and only she is to blame
Cuz’ to fail at a sincere effort, is her greatest fear
So she hides behind cynicism, year after year…
If she never attempts anything, then she’ll never be judged
Living in her cocoon of passivity, where she’ll never be budged
Hopefully someday she’ll decide to finally TRY,
Because having regrets on your deathbed is no way to die.
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“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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“The Many Faces”
Jason Frye wears many faces, one for each role he plays
Some of them he wears for friends, or during his school days
Others he’ll wear for work, perhaps for people he doesn’t know
And some of them are faces he hates, and is a blow to his ego.
In his mind’s eye, he sees himself as his practiced face in front of mirrors
Secretly his private worry is that it’s not how he really appears.
What if everyone can spot his flaws, the ones only he is able to see?
Then they’d know the face is a lie, and the thought makes him want to flee.
But until that day he’ll stay in place and wear the face that suits him best,
Only show what he wants others to see, and no one gets shown the rest.
(Starring Jason Frye from tiptoelightlypastmymind.tumblr.com!)
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“The Blank Tape”
Simón Martínez presses his nose against the TV’s monitor, his hot breath fogging the glass, as he tries to position his face as close to the television screen as humanly possible.
He remembers doing this during his bored moments as a child, thinking he may find something secret being broadcast that he’d miss if he was watching from the couch like a regular person.
The static fills the screen with its never-ending frenetic dance, never stopping to stay still even for a moment. Simón focuses on just one black or white dot, trying to track its trail as it hops wildly across the screen, but each time he loses the poor thing as the rest of the static overwhelms it.
Having found this blank VHS tape in an ancient box that he forgot he ever had, Simón hoped there was some sort of lost treasure from his childhood recorded on the cassette… but nope. Just static. He guesses he was saving it to record something special, something special that never came.
But still, for whatever reason, he actually likes it this way. The static is somehow soothing, filling his field of vision with the endless movement while the white noise quietly hisses on and on.
The magnetic tape inside the cassette *snaps*, and Simón hears the gears of the VCR grind to a halt as it struggles to eject the broken VHS. The picture goes black.
Simón unwinds the magnetic tape from around the VCR’s reels, the strip crinkling in his hands, and throws the useless blank tape away.
Posted 5/10/2013
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