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Moon Dance


Earth’s partner keeps on giving.

“My estimates are correct!” Elizabeth said. NASA’s lead astrophysicist explained her position to herself. “The Moon will lose its ability to rotate soon due to the friction of opposing gravity. Then its orbit will fail. The Moon will fall into the Earth.”

Her comments were not lost on the other scientist in nearby offices. Doctor Elizabeth Kinley directed a small dedicated staff. Their offices were close by and if one spoke loudly everyone with an open door could hear.

Elizabeth’s figures predicted the moon’s trajectory aimed directly at Asia. Russia to India and everything in between. Total devastation. The impact to Earth might knock the planet out of its solar orbit.

Thoughts revolving around the total loss of life circled through her mind. Global atmospheric disruption and obliteration unlike anything imagined or ever seen.

Five scientists stood silent around Elizabeth digesting her news. Her calculations were drawn and displayed across her desk.

Time was running out.

“I don’t think we should tell the President or anyone else for that matter,” Elizabeth said.

Dr. William Butters questioned her assertion. “I think it’s our duty to report this immediately. The consequences of our silence could be catastrophic.”

“The real catastrophe is imminent. Within the next hour, our Moon will begin to be drawn into our planet. All will be lost. Let's allow the world to live without this last terror.”

“We have to…”

Elizabeth pulled out a government-issued 45 caliber pistol and shot Dr. Butters in the forehead.

The four remaining scientists still standing around Elizabeth’s desk remained oddly calm.

“Well, he’s one less thing we have to worry about. I believe we should all enjoy each other’s company and relax for the next couple of hours.”



Greg Prince

Bringing real feelings along with messages of inspiration and imagination to life. Awakening is the symptom of my infectious condition. Poetry is my condition.