Working on a project I will be putting up soon.

Can't find source; not my image. Declining payout.

In a cycle of rebirth, we come back to this we call earth. With the struggle of growth, we loath. Cold like morning frost, we slip over memories lost. The path is hard to bear, deep down I think we all

Kjaersten :)

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What's the matter, bro? Too busy to read my response? Well, maybe with some help from someone else, and you possibly won't have any other option but to respond. :) Alright. So I'm going to go ahead and

"Sometimes it's hard to move forward as a community, sometimes it hurts. Sometimes, it's necessary." @ayoungblood Chapter Seven- The Ancients. Year 12,300,609BC Sema woke first and was frightened

"Why is it that we so fiercely believe our civilization is the greatest, the most advanced, the most accomplished? Life has been on earth for longer than we can imagine; what else than to create is

"Honestly, there's only one way to write, there are no other rules than the one main rule. Does the reader like it? If the reader likes, nothing else matters. No style, no method, no structure,

Lefi art work by @dm7 please go check out her blog. :) Chapter Five Year A.I 3200 - Post Time Destruction. The hum of computer systems shutting down and that little touch of misdirection woke Lefi as she

Prior to posting chapter five and continuing the character building of Lefi(coming soon!), I thought I'd reveal the creation of A.I. within the COT universe. A standalone short story. Hope you all enjoy.

I wanted to wait before I did this introduceyourself post. I see it is generally something steemit users do for a first post. I am the type that really would have a rough time introducing myself to a crowd

"I wonder sometimes, if the human race is bound to piss something off in the universe, or multiverse." @ayoungblood Chapter Four. Year A.I 3200 - Post Time Destruction. Lefi had given up on mentally

Nontraditional Haiku. Putting this up for @moonleesteem Universe Has a secret you see Hidden in the numbers three six nine “If you knew the magnificence of the three, six and nine, you would have a key

Mad prose poetry I don't know how or what or where, you think you can bring upon me this strange ass snare. You know, for sure, this isn't fair. Just keep visualizing, downsizing, analyzing, I'm about

Prose poetry. It becomes a part of you, <3 and you see things differently, a nice view. Wish I knew how to do this from day one; breaking. Let all this just keep taking, me away, you make me feel like

Just recently read a post by @whatageek on vague tips on how to get published. Not saying I didn't enjoy the post, I just disagree. So much so that I'm writing this post right now. I'm sure it won't generate