I'm Jasin Fayble, a writer. Next step Author.
Books are the gateway to civilization.
Good writing is Ego Death. - David Foster Wallace
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I'll update this as I ponder it.
Me...
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Descends and covers you
A bodily halo, I see
Connecting a bridge
Over droplets of charm
To me, I see
The way dreams
Bounce into realities
Tip toeing carefully, I see
#vss365
Descends and covers you
A bodily halo, I see
Connecting a bridge
Over droplets of charm
To me, I see
The way dreams
Bounce into realities
Tip toeing carefully, I see
#vss365
As he set, so chivalrous
For the moon to traipse across the night,
Delicate and glorious—
The humans slept beneath the shroud,
As darkness danced into their dreams—
Dappled with the pale light,
Of soft and timorous moon beams—
#vss365
As he set, so chivalrous
For the moon to traipse across the night,
Delicate and glorious—
The humans slept beneath the shroud,
As darkness danced into their dreams—
Dappled with the pale light,
Of soft and timorous moon beams—
#vss365
The witchdoctor’s yellow eyes bulged as sharp teeth gleamed in the moonlight. “How #chivalrous, but chu no understand. I #reanimate chu bof. Dis graveyard tis mine. Soon da city.” His echoed chant stirred the souls of the dead.
#vss365 #HorrorPrompt
The witchdoctor’s yellow eyes bulged as sharp teeth gleamed in the moonlight. “How #chivalrous, but chu no understand. I #reanimate chu bof. Dis graveyard tis mine. Soon da city.” His echoed chant stirred the souls of the dead.
#vss365 #HorrorPrompt
#vss365 #2WordPrompt #vssmagic
#vss365 #2WordPrompt #vssmagic
#Vocabulary
One can’t help but marvel at the #aphoticality of the deep ocean floor. Yes, it’s really quite #aphoticalitious!
#Vocabulary
One can’t help but marvel at the #aphoticality of the deep ocean floor. Yes, it’s really quite #aphoticalitious!
No, that's not true, I convince my woman to ask for directions!
We should have stopped ealier, but he insisted the car would make it through. Even when the water soaked our feet he drove on. Then the engine died, the night is black as sin, & we're starting to float. We're doomed.
I always knew his stubbornness would kill us.
No, that's not true, I convince my woman to ask for directions!
“It’s limited: displacement of future consciousness to my body in the past,” she nods.
“But the events you want to stop, happened before your birth.”
“That’s right, Dad. I can’t save the future. I’ve come to build a displacer here, so you can.”
#vss #sff
I love it.
In this space there's specific décor, colors, action, emotion, and plenty of room for dialog all at the same time.
Today I'll be submitting Extract of Desire which is placed entirely in a ball setting about a man whose heart is stolen by a dream when desire betrays him. 😉
I love it.
In this space there's specific décor, colors, action, emotion, and plenty of room for dialog all at the same time.
Today I'll be submitting Extract of Desire which is placed entirely in a ball setting about a man whose heart is stolen by a dream when desire betrays him. 😉
#vss365 #vssmagic
#vss365 #2WordPrompt #Whistpr #HorrorPrompt
#vss365 #2WordPrompt #Whistpr #HorrorPrompt
#vss365 #2WordPrompt
#vss365 #2WordPrompt
ripping apart
the words moving
my weary heart
held fast the ones
who dared to shine
stopped snaring half-truths
with weak lines
amongst the rubble
power scattered
forgotten voices
that once mattered
#Blueskyrelay #poetry #poetrycommunity
ripping apart
the words moving
my weary heart
held fast the ones
who dared to shine
stopped snaring half-truths
with weak lines
amongst the rubble
power scattered
forgotten voices
that once mattered
#Blueskyrelay #poetry #poetrycommunity
The humans call it “poetry”. It is a series of printed words that aspire to be music.
For many it seems to induce an altered state of consciousness, and that’s why it #matters.
The humans call it “poetry”. It is a series of printed words that aspire to be music.
For many it seems to induce an altered state of consciousness, and that’s why it #matters.
of childhood & adulthood
the ones which #illuminate
this agless darkness
#nervousness & shame
sorrow & pain
none of it #matters
nothing is real, but
the steel & the burns
the time lost to the void
the questions from its edge
& answers never heard
#vss365 #whistpr #emoetry
of childhood & adulthood
the ones which #illuminate
this agless darkness
#nervousness & shame
sorrow & pain
none of it #matters
nothing is real, but
the steel & the burns
the time lost to the void
the questions from its edge
& answers never heard
#vss365 #whistpr #emoetry
What #matters? Humans, Earth, cooperation, honesty, nature, life, love, compassion, respect…
We have everything we need to thrive, we merely need to recognize it.
#vss365
#VSS365
in a world where
nothing seems to matter
anymore?
How many times
do we have to rebuild
what we've destroyed
before we leave it alone?
What matters
is that you matter
even when
you think you don't.
What matters
are hands that hold
arms that hug
and hearts that love.
#vss365