Apocalypse at Tea Time – July 13, 2014

Photo Credit: Cybele Moon

Photo Credit: Cybele Moon



 Apocalypse at Tea Time

It’d been a lovely afternoon.  We’d trekked through the fields and were happy to see the town just ahead in the gloaming Irish sky.

We reached our inn at 4:30 and still had time to take a warm shower to take some of the winter chill out of our bones in plenty of time for tea.

Melanie told me to go ahead, that she wanted to repack her backpack.  I’d just finished and was drying my hair when I heard her say:

“Oh damn!  I’ve bought a batch of old biscuits!  The expiration date says June 20th – today’s the 28th! Now I’ll have to pitch them and there’s no market to replace them!”

“Mel, you are so silly about expiration dates!  I mean, if it were something perishable, ok, but they’re biscuits for heaven’s sake! Do you think they’ve become instantly poisonous or something?”

She looked at me and scratched her head and smiled. “Yes you’re quite right! Let’s go have some tea!” and put the biscuits back into her back pack.

Meanwhile at the Akashic library, Anubis was sitting next to Pluto going through the archives.

“Oh now just look at this!  This place has been misfiled!  It should have been pitched already … the expiration date says January 1, 2000 and it’s 2014 now!” said Pluto with a wail.

“Oh really Plu, you do so exaggerate!  It’ll still be good for another couple of millenia.  Ao much fuss about an expiration date, what do you think the whole place is going to instantly go bad?”

Pluto looked at Anubis, scratched his head and smiled, “Yes of course you’re right … let’s go have some tea.” He put the card back into the file cabinet under the letter “E”.


The Apocalypse is not one of my oft used ideas … in fact I rarely think of nuclear holocaust or the advent of the end of times … well except in the sense that I think we’re doing a fabulous job of destroying our possible future through our thoughtless energy policies, over population, idiotic political solutions (read war) to issues and a generalized tendency to think only about number one in a get all you can get and to hell about the underdog sort of way.

As I said, I rarely think about the Apocalypse … But Dune Mouse (Cybele Moon) made this comment on one of my stories:

Love the ending of your wonderful tale!! as for myself  “I always fear that creation will expire before tea-time” (Quote by Sydney Smith)


This is the story she inspired through her comment and her photo!


Prompt 52: The Perfect Crime! (At the Akashic Library Story)

“….and then and then, they threw me into the well!” the poor white cat meowed.

Bastet comforted the poor cat who was now dry and fluffy again.  She looked at Anubis with a dark scowl!

“Hey Bast, don’t take your furry fury out on me now!  I only bring them here!”

Bastet comforted the cat some more, frowning and mumbling, she was very distraught.  Sekhmet came along about then and looked at Bastet in surprise.  Bastet was always such a mild-mannered Goddess.

“Whatever has gotten into you!  You look like someone threw water on you or something?”

“Something…this is another example of how the world is going to the dogs!” she said as she told the story of Fluffy’s ordeal.

“Oh for My Sake!  The next thing you know they’ll be burning cats again or throwing them from towers!” Sekhmet roared!

“No, no dear…nothing like that at all!  This is common criminality of the K-9 type.”

“Yes, yes of course you’re right…the poor humans were upset.  Well, we must do something about this.  Can’t have them getting away with murder like this, why it’s nearly the perfect crime!”

“My thoughts exactly.  Those Boxer and Boof are pretty much witless, so I suppose I’m going to have to teach this Sam a lesson, though they all should answer for this I think!”

“Hmmm…I’ve got an idea?” and she began to speak in a low voice.

“Anubis … could you come here for a sec?” Sekhmet and Bastet cooed.

Anubis was laying on a chaise-longue nearby and at that moment, got the feeling he should have been somewhere else.

Later that afternoon Anubis returned to the Akashic Library, a little shaken up, he reported to the Goddesses that the job had been done.

That night, down in the land called Australia, Cerberus paid a visit to three murderers … and took each one off in each one of his mouthes back to the river Styx…a good thing for the fluffy white kitten that their humans had just brought home.

Cerberus, as illustrated by Gustave Doré in Dante's Divine Comedy...Wikimedia Commons

Cerberus, as illustrated by Gustave Doré in Dante’s Divine Comedy…Wikimedia Commons

Written for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie – Prompt 53 – The Perfect Crime and to Morpethroad (link above on the word story), without who’s story this would not have been possible 😉  I’d also like to thank Wikipedia and Wikimedia Commons for existing!




At the Akashic Library – Haibun – April 8, 2014

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERASitting in the Akashic Library the other day, I saw Zeus go over to the Greek philosopher’s section.

“Why do you think he’s going over there?” I asked Sekhmet.
“Ah, he ran into Athena who was spouting a lot of slush by Socrates.”
“Uhm…wouldn’t think you could call Socrates’ thought slush.”
“What would you know about it…there’s nothing down on Earth left of what he even really said! Just hearsay via Plato you know.”

I left the library.

spring is a reality
philosophy mankind’s game
ducks laugh on the lake


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At The Akashic Library: A Visit to Shu

Yesterday, I had the crazy idea to go look up Shu, to see if he wouldn’t like to take a little trip to China to give my friend, Canadian Travelbugs a hand with her smog problem.  Having to deal daily with two Egyptian Goddesses should have warned me about asking favors from the Gods.  Alas… Continue reading