mark-alan; tisland
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Quite simply; complicated. Under-stated and over-rated.
The script of a scribe, uninspired; is stripped of words that incite desire. Let this not be my dilemma.
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A Soldier's Homecoming. Content Warning.
Ever since the United Nations Supreme Senate passed the "Trans-Human Equality Act of 2047", the social and political landscape had forever become immensely altered. A.I. had successfully integrated with mankind's biological domain, using the bio-net-link technology first championed by Elyon Industries, following their prolific contract with the New Earth Defense Ministry. What resulted from the implementation of this break-through advancement in the technology arts, could be observed in the overwhelming majority of police and military functions that had become occupied by those referred to as "The Links"... of which; I was one.
By mark-alan; tisland6 months ago in Fiction
Who Ate My Piece of Peace?
A riddle wrapped tightly within an enigma ... a mystery that can only provide a partial solve ... a list of rules that are subject to change without prior notification. These are descriptors of the ever-elusive Peace: the Invisible Man; a mythical legend of grand stature.~ Mark - Alan: Tisland
By mark-alan; tisland3 years ago in The Swamp
If I Was
If I was a man, it has been surmised; I would suck it up and meet the day's challenges with a renewed vigor and steadfast determination. I would not languish in the aftermath of social amputation, as though a soldier had survived the barrage of enemy shelling.
By mark-alan; tisland3 years ago in The Swamp
A MAN OF MANY MILES
The peace that ensued was the intended take-away from each visit of this awe-inspiring kind. Whether I had been failing to grasp the socially acceptable views of a collective perception we had labeled as “reality”, or just wallowing in the paradox of mundane chaos that had been woven into the fibers of an everyday life; the visitations I so coveted had a way of restructuring my balance, though each occurrence lasted less than a second. Perhaps it re-balanced my structure? Yes, perhaps that is more correctly stated as such. Either way, or both ways combined; it brought a high-grade dose of tranquility, permitting me to slip out of the tensions that had me in (whatever current stranglehold I had subscribed to), and to begin anew, as if a pristine creature; one that had zealously emerged from under the healing waters of the Tigris.
By mark-alan; tisland4 years ago in Fiction
