Om Prakash John Gilmore
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John (Om Prakash) Gilmore, is a Retired Unitarian Universalist Minister, a Licensed Massage Therapist and Reiki Master Teacher, and a student and teacher of Tai-Chi, Qigong, and Nada Yoga. Om Prakash loves reading sci-fi and fantasy.
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Part 6 Vampire Story
So here I was. Now I had a whole dysfunctional family, and they were vampires. Hermosa and Ivory were sharing the same bedroom. She wanted to share my room with me. Not hardly. I didn’t want to get that friendly. She seemed to be fascinated with the weather up here. I couldn’t understand it. It was becoming winter. The sun began to disappear more quickly and hover around the horizon as people prepared for all of the months of darkness.
By Om Prakash John Gilmore21 days ago in Horror
No Welcome Home?
It had been several weeks. Thank God the monster goddess has not come, as she promised. She probably knew she wouldn't be welcome. In the meantime Ivory and I began to get along very well. She was a good girl, just about a woman, with a good sense of humor. She had many friends on this small island nation…some human and some not. I didn’t have the nerve to ask which was which because I didn’t want to know. I had come here to escape all of the news and confusion and it was working.
By Om Prakash John Gilmore2 months ago in Horror
A Vampire Story
My little cabin had really changed since meeting my so-called daughter. She spent most of her time hanging out with other vamps, and regulars, as they called the non vampires, in Svalsbard. I didn't have any idea there were so many vampires here, or I wouldn't have come. Yet here I was, in my cozy cabin that has been rearranged to make room for Ivory and entertain visitors.
By Om Prakash John Gilmore4 months ago in Fiction
Vampire Story -- Free At Last
It’s dark again. I don’t know why I’m surprised. It's winter here in Svalbard, the most northern nation in the world with people regularly inhabiting it. Why am I here? I don’t know. Maybe I like the dark. Maybe I like the people here. More likely, maybe I like the idea of being alone and left alone.
By Om Prakash John Gilmore5 months ago in Fiction
What's Next Your Highness
We were escorted down a long hallway that took many twists and turns almost like a maze. There was no way we could have found our way out of there had we escaped. Yet again, there was no place to escape to. We came to a small doorway at the end of a hallway. It was so narrow we had to turn sideways to slip through. The guards closed and secured the door behind us.
By Om Prakash John GilmoreExclusive • 8 months ago
Oh Hell!
Carrie sat there watching, but silent. It wasn’t the pale Carrie, but the one I had been used to seeing. The others were also quite somber. “I didn’t expect that,” she finally said “You were only gone a few minutes. I’ll get you something to drink.” She stood up and headed to a small table in the corner of the room. There were a few snacks and drinks spread out there for us, I guess, or the employees. I still wasn’t sure where I was. It was hard to remember. And then I remembered the hospital.
By Om Prakash John Gilmore2 years ago in Futurism
I'll Do It From Hell 2
I sat in the park watching the children play. I couldn't tell the difference between the children from other planets and the children of what seemed to be Earth, even though I knew it was no Earth I had ever been on. Firstly, everything wasn’t bombed out like the Earth I was from. We were at constant war. There were no parks, no cities, mostly underground tunnels and holes we live in with very few buildings left. Living above ground involved a measure of recklessness.
By Om Prakash John Gilmore2 years ago in Futurism
Helping The Human Race?
“I think we all got a bad wrap. We didn’t all fall from grace just because a few did. In fact, we were the ones who tried to make up for the fall. We were the ones who tried to help people. When you hear about The Watchers though, what do you hear about? These demonic creatures who got so horny they slept with Earth women. Well, we all weren’t like that. We didn’t do that and we are still watchers. We are just more subtle now. We have decided to observe by entering into the flesh ourselves and becoming human beings.”
By Om Prakash John Gilmore2 years ago in Futurism
