Wisdom Well

Trying to bring philosophical S.H.I.T ( Some Hegemonic Ideological Theology ) into a novel is really hard. I mean you have to have a point that is valid or that sounds like valid. I have been trying to come up with topics that could be added to story. I had thought of different ways as to how they would be presented.

So far I had been only able to come up with something like this

It is said that with age and time a person would change maybe for the the better or for the worse. They say that it can be seen in their eyes, they will be more deeper, more understanding and filled with wisdom. That they can wash themselves in the wisdom well. But of course not every one is allowed that.
The fools, stubborn ones , mad ones and ones with a thirst for vengeance are never allowed for the spirit of madness and spirit of vengeance have been prohibited from the well of wisdom.

See, it just isn’t cutting it. I feel like I hadn’t got everything right.

I was told that a good narration could overcome any stupidity that an author sprout. But since I am not really that good at narrations. I will have to come up with more credible topics that could incite minds. Yeps that what one random person that I came across online said to me.

Incite minds, me ….. its going to be hard. Really hard. 

A Space Opera – Flash fiction ( 1000 words ) – Reimagining Mahabharata

 
Static buzzed in Rad-60M Wardrunner’s radio as it sped towards Styh’a, the planetary headquarters of Qluemi System. Ayu looked from the screen monitor to the red button that had started to beep. 
” Report “, he said as he hit the button.
” Its Siamis, Ayu.”.. Transmitter radioed in.” We have reports that the Kurs are mobilizing near the Qluemi Star, they have a neutralizer, and we suspect they intend to destroy the star.”
Ayu felt a cold fear spreading inside him.
” That goes against codes, whole of the planetary system will be obliterated “. His voice stuttered for a moment.
” This is war Ayu, they knows that the war will be short if they kill the commander, they want it to be over fast like everyone. Now listen to me.  You are far away, you might be able to escape”
” What about the Commander general “, Ayu interrupted.
” With us, They have blocked out Riftgates. We won’t be able to escape now. You have been advised to make for escape, we are trying to minimize the damages, we have asked all of our troops at the fringes to withdraw “
” What about the inhabitants of the planets? They will all die “
” Nothing we can do “
” Why are we not stopping them?”
” They have employed the Wheelock shield .We can’t break into those shields. They are new and they are good “
Ayu looked at the red button that continued to blink. He had heard about the shield since the beginning of the war, the shield was thought to be an urban legend until Kurs threw it against the Paem’s counter strikes completely stopping them. 
” I might be able to break in” he said.” I had seen my dad and uncle’s work, they had been working on a project to break into Kur’s new shield “
But can you get out. A voice spoke in his head. He had seen the work his dad and uncle had done. They were good, but he hadn’t gone fully through the reports and codes. He swallowed.
” We can break out. If we can obliterate them from inside “, he said more to himself than to the other person on the radio.
” That’s stupid Ayu , I strongly Advice against it and save your ass”
” Put me on with Yushta, I need to talk to him “
The static in the radio blurred again for a moment before anew voice replaced it. Ayu recognized his Dad’s big brother’s voice.
” Yushta is busy. This is Bia, We are running out of time here boy… I want you to get out of here and join your father. You can avenge as later “
” Uncle I can get in “
” What? “
” I have seen the codes that could be used to break into their guards, their ridge locks aren’t as strong as they think. Dad and Uncle Ris had already breached the codes some days ago “
” Are you sure “
” Yes “
The radio buzzed again for a moment, Silence.
” Keep in contact. You will meet us at Kripplin Belts “
                  
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                  Siamis felt an unusual calm surround him, he hadn’t expected himself to be dragged into war between the clone princes of Kurs and elemental princes of Paems. And he hadn’t expected himself to die at such a young age. The little hope from Ayu didn’t make the shadow of inevitable death fade away. He expected to die, to die fighting.
He looked around him as men and women waited with hard eyes. He checked the belt strapped around him, he wasn’t a flyer. He was a Quantombot driver. He can fight, but only in gravity and he expected Ayu to take him to the crows nest.
              
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The alarms in Rad-60M Wardrunner’s went on as soon as the ship closed on to the sun’s atmosphere. Ayu could see the Kurs’ Heavy battleships, docked near to the sun. At a distance from the sun, orbs were aligned in equal distance around the sun creating the wheelock shield. Ayu piloted the ship straight to the shield and as he closer, he directed the autopilot to move the ship parallel to the shield. He gave a silent prayer and started the code.
                                                                                                                             
                                                             *******
” Lord Yushta our forces are inside the shield and they had engaged the enemy. “
Bia looked up from his seat to see Yushta standing at the edge of the holographic circle, that projected the battle formation for the commanders and strategists to work from. He looked haggard. Feeling eyes on him, he looked at Bia and smiled.
Bia knew that Yushta had been taking much more responsibilities for himself the last few days; he had been intentionally giving Bia space to morn for his first son, one of the many causalities of the war. Bia had promised to console himself after the war, after all of his cousins in the Kurs clan was laid to rest.
Bia nodded. He had always felt pride of his elder brother even though he wasn’t exceptionally talented commander or fighter, but he was a good leader.
He looked at the hologram; it looked like his nephew is doing good, just like his father. He was dispatching enemy flights one after the other.  Bia’s younger brother Arn was a much more accomplished warrior than him. He just wished he was here with them; he could have used the company.
It has been thirteen days since the War had begun between the Kur’s and Paem’s and he was needed elsewhere. Though both the clans had been from the same clan initially, this war was inevitable and it had been in the making from the moments his brothers and his cousins were born. It had just come too late.
    
Suddenly one of the strategists watching the battle spoke. “ My Lords “
“What is it ?“, Bia heard his brother ask.
“Your nephew is in trouble “