The Rest is all Illusion






PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson

Carter lay back on his lounger lulled by the swaying palms and the soft lap of the water slapped by a kindly breeze, against the sides of the pool. Inhaling deeply the mingled aromas of suntan lotion and iced rum cocktails, he revelled in the freedom of cast off clothing and the warmth of the sun on his bare skin.
He sighed contentedly; he would stay here as long as he could deny the cell walls and the stench of incarceration. With eyes closed, he repeated his mantra, ‘perception is reality’ and settled to dwell in his tropical paradise.

Written for Friday Fictioneers – a 100 words story based on a photo prompt. Hosted by Rochelle. Read the other entries here

54 thoughts on “The Rest is all Illusion

    • Thanks, I’ve been reading a bit of philosophy lately where they ask the question, ‘What is reality?’ and thought if you can create and believe in your own reality, nothing else should affect you. Hard to do but we can try


    • We did. I’ve been reading some philosophy lately which poses the question, what is reality and thought if you can create your own, you don’t need other people’s. Thanks for you comment


  1. This reminds me of when I was having a bone marrow sample taken and the nurse was telling me, “Imagine your happy place, Go to your happy place.” JAB!
    More power to Carter. I tend to escape into storybooks when the going gets tough.

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  2. So well done. My nose was tingling with the suntan lotion. A clever turn around. How long is Carter in for? Too much mantra-repetition and imagining and he might lose touch?

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    • Thanks, Michael. It’s funny how one week we’ll struggle and the next something just arrives. Having said that, I really enjoyed yours this week. As I mentioned, I laughed out loud despite it not being a humorous event, if you analyse it. I think it was the straight, no nonsense delivery of the last line that does it.

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  3. Dear Michael,

    Perhaps one day Carter will make it as a writer. Some call it detachment, others call it daydreaming. If it works for him, wonderful. Loved your descriptions. I could smell the suntan oil myself.



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