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Paul Tyree

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jun, 2024

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Behind the Mask is a Hero

Paul Tyree

My name is Truth. I was named that for some obvious reasons that even I am only learning now. I want to share my story yet I am not sure you are wanting to hear my story be told. As usual as most believe, I was born in a galaxy that was so far away, it was in another universe filled with justice seekers and justice dwellers. It was filled with ones who abhorred anything that opposed the truth. It was given its name by the one who had originally created it, so there was only the records or recorded materials revealed in the great room of read...

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One Question and One Response

Paul Tyree

If they were to ask, "Can you keep a secret?" And you replied with "My lips are sealed." "How would you know what the secret was that you were asked to keep and why was it necessary to keep such a secret as this?" Some secrets are best not kept depending on who would want you to keep a secret and why this person confronts you to keep their secret. It may be best to first find out if the secret they wish for you to keep is actually a secret that is best never known or spoken of before you rapidly say, "My lips are sealed." It is possible that...

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Hidden in the Whispers

Paul Tyree

The words cut like a knife and were just as sharp. They made most of those who heard them cover their ears and try to ignore them. It was the worst way to say what needed to be said and yet it caused some to become angry and shrug it off only it would never go away or be easily forgotten. Then after the words, came the rumors and gossip. It was small sentences at first, only getting longer and louder. It was then that as the whispers began to shout and yell, turning into screams, bullying and threats. Always the damn threats, as though they ...

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Thirteen

Paul Tyree

"How many times had the moment been there, presenting itself as though it would otherwise be sent to die without hearing from itself in its own defense?" The lady of the morning was an exceptionally beautiful woman, who was filled with laughter heard during the ritual of going down to the lake for a swim. It was at each of these moments that he was able to find the courage to reach out and at least introduce himself to her. Barry was never so sure of his own confidence, that as he was proceeding forward, was aware that she would swim in the ...

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The Calm before the Dawn

Paul Tyree

The calm before the storm, in its own way can be more deafening than a loud bang or a thunderous boom. It is the waiting for that which will appear and rise over the horizon, while we wait during the black of night, around midnight and before the first light of dawn. It can be the cause of our anxiety, the cause of our panic, the cause of our meltdown that leads us into a tirade of anger and madness. It is waiting for the unknown which can lead one to hastily make rash decisions and to cause one to miscalculate the strike of fear in the enem...

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The Kane of Thriving

Paul Tyree

Most would say this creature was mistaken for Superman in its identity and in its actual true form. It could be described in many forms and in various fashions, yet it would be left to the imagination about what it was really considered. "How then would you describe it as it was meant to be identified, or looked upon as being, whether it is human or other?" Who knows its origins or what its true purpose was to be or to become as it kept more to itself and did not let on with introductions or wanting unnecessary attention brought to it. It wa...

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The Heat is Hotter than Hades

Paul Tyree

"It was the hottest day of the year." "It was in the center of the city, and it was so hot that the asphalt was peeling back like it was coming apart from the seams." "Yet it was a scorcher, it was so hot that the devil would have tried to escape to get away from all the many problems that were mounting because it was so damn hot." "How can you cool down from the heat when you have nowhere to go to cool down?" "What if the heat follows you everywhere you go and you try to hide from it, but it ends up seeing you and, in its anger, becomes hot...

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I Wish for Something

Paul Tyree

"Are you there, God??It's me....again.""Yes, I know I keep saying this will be the last time, but really I keep remembering things to ask you or mention when I am having these five-to-ten-minute conversations and they keep me busy too." "I feel like I want you to know me better but since you thought of me long before I was born, then that means you already know me better than I actually know myself." "How is it that you knew me long before my parents came together?" "How is it that you knew when I would be born, or where I would be born, and...

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He Was Known as Banjo

Paul Tyree

He came from nowhere and yet he was everywhere. It was as though he was not more than what was remembered as being human. There were glitches in his whole body, and he would still try to mimic the ideas behind what was part of humanity. Banjo had been given that name back when he was still in a lab being created and was being programmed and turned into a human being or so he thought. Banjo was still living in the same way he had been taught and what he also had learned on his own, which was more so now than ever before. Not knowing what year...

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We Will Name Them Bob....for Short

Paul Tyree

Today we will come into a conversation between two people of interest, and they are both known as Bob. Either one of them can do the same things as the other, while they are hard to tell apart. They live the same way, they walk, talk, and think the same way. They have the same sounding voice, are both comedians and they use to be involved with a girl, yet the only differences there is that one Bob dated Ann, who was a very tall girl, and the other Bob was dating a girl named Ann too, who was short but had a hobby of collecting dolls. Both Bo...

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How I Used to Remember Better

Paul Tyree

"How I used to remember the good old days." "Yet they were not all "good days" nor were they all "bad days either." "I remember when the stamp was only a penny." "I remember when you could leave your front door unlocked at night, and mostly all day." "I remember all the times when the ice was brought to your house by a wagon, then by a truck along with your milk and eggs." "I remember when things were simpler, and they were made with care." "I remember when people had to stand in lines, long lines that went on for blocks, just to get food fr...

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The Last Words Spoken

Paul Tyree

The last words spoken might be just that. To say the last thing before you go off into the wild blue yonder. You turn to say what was on your mind and yet you forget what you wanted to say, lost in the vast complexity of the universe, never to be uttered again. As you try to figure out how to say what was on your mind, what was in your heart, you stumble and then mumble, nothing. You feel dejected, you feel a sadness cross your mind and realize that you should have stayed long enough to speak the words that were meant to be heard by the ears...

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Say Hello to Dr Metals

Paul Tyree

Once a simple man without a past or one that was an actual past. One who has no future or one that he desires to have and wants a different one altogether. His book learning came with a price, more self-taught than he's willing to admit and can show you the way to the universe and each planet as they appear on a clear dark night. His own ambitions are central and basic. He knows that life is too short, and he feels having a heart to care for others is his own choice. He was out watching a meteor shower, passing through galaxy at lightning sp...

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The Longest Kept Secret

Paul Tyree

The more I thought about it, the more I was intrigued. I had done the one thing I thought I would never do in my whole lifetime. I shared something so secretive that I will be embarrassed and ashamed of the idea of anyone reading this. I had made my way through hours of research, through hours of coffee being drunk. Through rain and sun, through early mornings and late nights. I was beside myself at the possible repercussions and major consequences for what had been written and meant to be kept a secret. I had taken the time to find all th...

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To Pause the Hands of Time

Paul Tyree

To have the power to either slow down time and give one more time to do all the things they dream of doing or to either stop time and make it work for their own benefit. This was the idea from the beginning when I started writing and was fairly pleased with the outcome. I never knew it would escalate into a catastrophic event that would lead to the end of time that we presently take for granted. It was while testing the waters that I discovered with my very own words put onto paper that I had full control and full power to place things where...

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