by Ray Jason
A
FICTIONAL MESSAGE FROM THE NEAR FUTURE
Is it possible that I can no longer laugh? I mean this literally. How long has it been since my last laugh? Certainly it has been years, but I cannot remember exactly how many.
What spurred this question was the little chuckle that I just experienced. It was prompted by the irony of my situation. Here I am, profoundly alone, striving to achieve one simple goal – to remain fully HUMAN.
In order to achieve this, I sailed to a place where no one would dare follow. My quest to survive as a free … biological ... non-augmented ... human being has taken me to Bikini Atoll. It is the remote location where they tested the hydrogen bombs – the most powerful weapons ever designed to kill humans.
Choosing this as my refuge, is a level of irony that even the most skilled cosmic trickster would admire. In order to stay human, I am secluded where weapons were tested that could erase humanity from Planet Earth.
Besides choosing this location for its irony, I was also attracted by its safety. Since most people believe that the lagoon is still radioactive, I gambled that I would be left alone.