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Pages 10 & 11 of my One Copy #zine (work in progress)
You are more than meat.
The Universe is waking
through your mind and flesh.#zines #wip #haiku #senryu #poem #poetry #prose #capitalists #freedom #moreThanMeat #ThermalTypewriter #typewriter #Casiowriter #CW16
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I will stay here
I will not restI will tirelessly
give meaning to the struggleI will be
the voice of loveI will give the victims
back their voicesI will bring light
back to hopeI’m staying here
I’m not leavingWe’re staying here
We’re not leaving
We won’t restBut for this, we all need
an arm to hold us tightIrini 🤍
#mastodon #fediverse #YouWinAgainSi #writing #prose #poetry #thoughts #poem #philosophy #GiveThemAVoice
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Virus_infect
(Note: this is old writing but still canon, and written in a mix of poetry and prose)
A few weeks before the war
Beneath the capitol city, dragons rested in silence
They were undisturbed
Bound by sleep
Everyone in New York knew dragons existed
American society had begun to open up to the creatures like Italian society had done so many years before
Dragons, both big and small, were a common sight
but steam began hissing up from manholes in New York
and there were missing persons reports that had been filed at the NYPD
Detective Rashner, a lone wolf on missions, was told to investigate the Underground New York Ontario Systems (UNYOS)
the tunnel network is indeed an unfinished underground city that the National Board of Welfare had initiated at the behest of dragons
construction was cancelled due to unknown reasons
Officer Riley guided Detective Rashner to the wide entrance
but that was as far as he could go
Rashner didn’t hesitate to go inside
the underground was dark, misty and humid
armed with only a flash light, a marble and a pistol, he braced the warm dangers of the underground
Rashner encountered the unbelievable. He shined his flash light on what he perceived was a wall. A shriveled white creature snarled at him, and in defense it pounced on Rashner, pinning him to the ground.
The creature tried to douse Rashner in the acid from it’s mouth, but he managed to keep the creature’s mouth closed. His fingers nearly slipped between the dragon’s teeth. He slipped under the dragon and he grabbed his flashlight.
He ran fast, stumbling and looking back. As he progressed down the hall he could hear them hissing. He clicked his flashlight off and stepped lightly. The ground was mushy from mucus, saliva and crap. There was a small light shining from the power box in the corner.
He inched closer and saw the open door. With a peek through it, he saw the main center of the station. Desolate trains had been crashed atop eachother and unconscious bodies were scattered around. Little dragons were cocooning unconscious victims. That’s when he saw their King, not Queen, at the far left at the end of the station.
For Rashner, it was a terror to behold.
Docile red and green eyes staring into nothingness, the King was the one creating the eggs.
Through this shocking revelation, Detective Rashner could finally conclude that the Vessel is on Earth. He could successfully speculate they were creating the virus. As a major in dragon biology and history, Rashner knew there had to be a human female nearby.
“Send everything you got, including Alpha Team. I’ve just discovered the Vessel…in the living flesh,” he whispered into his walkie talkie, “send in the Fire and Water squad, pronto.”
hhhhhhhhhhhhhiiiiiissssssss
“HOLY F—”
Rashner’s shouts echoed through the station as one of the Dragons nearly stung him. This dragon was a giant arachnid-type with a feminine body structure and a curly mane down her head to her neck. She struck at him with her sharp talon, but he dodged and heard a low rumbling in the Vessel’s chest.
“Treat our visitor to the Dragon’s welcome.”
The second he spoke, the little dragons that were cocooning had followed Rashner out the room.
Rashner ran out the service tunnels as fast as he could. He stumbled upon the train tracks and dropped his flashlight. He didn’t care to pick it up; he wanted to make it out alive, but in the mix up he wandered into a Wyverns’ room.
The goo and mucus on their bodies were helping them stick to the ceiling so they could rest comfortably.
The exit was a few steps away.
He ran towards it, the light coming closer, and when his feet touched the urban pavement he felt instant freedom.
The little dragons stopped in their tracks and watched as Rashner ran away. He could’ve sworn they were chirping in glee.
Within a few weeks time, a virus had broken out into the city. The virus segregated itself to specific people that lived in certain parts of New York, and Rashner was no exception.
He later found himself quarantined and examined by scientists. Riley had to fill in during his absence. Was it irony that he became this way?
Virus pendemics were becoming a hot topic in video games around 2010-2014. I wanted to do my own virus story, and this (and the revamped Dino Macro) was a result of my efforts. In the stories, the virus was made to wipe out New York before the war. The virus, UNYOS, was developed by Ashuton, Rico, Thomas and Charlie. The dragons living in the train station are different than the ones above ground.
UNYOS itself changes human physiology. It imbues them with draconic DNA while also decaying their body and keeping them alive.
If you are wondering who the guy on the cover is, he is one of the dragons who works on Rashner after he is captured. That story comes later.
2019 notes: I believe this and the UNYOS storyline were inspired by PROTOTYPE, another game I loved. Alex and Elizabeth Greene were fascinating to me. I liked Elizabeth’s design and the fact that she was old. ‘Young but old creator of a deadly virus causes destruction of a city, know she’s a badass, and looks like a post apocalyptic kinda cutie metal-head’ is a vibe I like. I like destructive old-young people.
Want an ebook readable version of this story? Download it here: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1163877
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#Aliens #Anime #books #creativeWriting #Dragons #Fiction #FlashFiction #Poetry #prose #reading #ScienceFiction #ShortStories #Undead #urbanFantasy #Viruses #Writing #Zombies -
Today, my prose/almost-poem piece "Apistry" appears in Hyacinth Review:
https://hyacinthreview.org/david-milley-apistry/This piece shows Warren caring for his honeybees through the four seasons. It's brief and readable.
#prose #writing #queer #queerwriters #lgbtq #apiary #honeybees #beekeeping #seasons
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One thing which bothers me about the prose in the Sutta Pitaka is it often presents plot devices as facts, eg: the Bāhiya Sutta (Ud 1.10) tells a story of a monk who is in a hurry to attain enlightenment, instantly attains it after talking to Buddha, then immediately dies from a cow attack.
https://www.dhammatalks.org/suttas/KN/Ud/ud1_10.html
#buddhism #earlybuddhism #prose #poetry #verse #writing #plotdevice #entertainment #fact #fiction #nonfiction #truth #coincidence
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AI Systems Out-Persuade Expert Humans, Including Professional Canvassers And World Championship Debaters
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…Words the earliest Buddhist poetry used (2 of 2):
- nibbuto = cooled, extinguished
- each khandha had more tangible meanings, grouped under nāmarūpa
- upadhi = possessions, gandha = ties, saṅga = fetters
- ataṃ-mayo, amama, anupādiyāno = non-identification/ownership
- ekodibhūta = singleminded, unified
- causal pairs: craving causes suffering, etc#buddhism #earlybuddhism #poetry #prose #history #meditation #enlightenment #nirvana #spirituality #religion
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…Words the earliest Buddhist poetry used (1 of 2):
- purity comes from nonclinging, not from sīla (ritual)
- kusala = adept, skilled
- jhāna = meditation in general
- jhāyati, tapa, samāhita = active verbs for meditating
- paññā = intuitive clarity, not analytical discernment
- truth is 1, not 4#buddhism #earlybuddhism #poetry #prose #history #meditation #enlightenment #nirvana #spirituality #religion
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Words from the later prose Buddhist suttas which RARELY occur in the earlier poetry:
- sīla (precepts, rituals)
- kusala as merit
- jhāna and samādhi
- nibbāna/nirvāṇa
- anattā
- 4 Noble Truths (ariyasaccāni)
- 5 khandhas
- paṭiccasamuppāda (dependent origination)
- 37 factors of awakening
- upādāna
and others#buddhism #earlybuddhism #poetry #prose #history #meditation #enlightenment #nirvana #spirituality #religion
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“#Epstein’s approach is resolutely interdisciplinary. He draws on #Jewish studies, #arthistory, #theology, #codicology, and #culturalhistory, as well as analogies from #popularculture. This style extends to the #prose, which blends close #visualanalysis with personal anecdotes, digressions, and moments of #memoir. For some #readers, this intimacy will enhance accessibility, collapsing the gap between #scholar and subject; others may find it distracts from sustained theoretical engagement. The balance between #narrative digression and focused argument is not always even, and the density of #illustration placement can interrupt textual flow. Yet the over-all effect is of a generous teacher guiding readers through a complex #visual and #cultural landscape. People of the Image speaks not only to #scholars of #Jewish #art, but to broader debates in #medieval art history, #religious studies, and visual culture.” ~ review by Sara Offenberg..."
https://www.medievalists.net/2026/07/new-medieval-books-people-of-the-image-jews-and-art/
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Midnight Tea in a Graveyard by Andrea Dean Van Scoyoc now live on Amazon
https://www.youtube.com/shorts/cyLV5G85Zp8 https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0H7T165CY You weren’t looking for another “cozy” read. You wanted something that feels like midnight in a cemetery—beautiful, wrong, and impossible to put down.Midnight Tea in A Graveyard: A Gothic Collection of Darkness by Andrea Dean Van Scoyoc is exactly that invitation. Each story, each piece, each line of prose has been pulled from twisted dreams, waking horrors, and regrets the author can’t shake. This […] -
The #BulwerLytton #Fiction Contest was about crafting bad opening sentences to bad #novels (it ended)
Now there is the #LyttleLytton Contest (new rules, like it can't be too long)
2026 winners:
https://adamcadre.ac/lyttle/2026.html
The screenshot is just the first few
My favorite:
"Rain poured down outside like sheets of lasagne."
Wtf 😂
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When I arrive at the top of the Shattered Spire, Marcel is already waiting for me. He sees me step off the crumbling spiral staircase and draws his sword...
Read the rest: https://jptownleyauthor.com/writing/again/
#flashfiction #amwriting #writingcommunity #writing #prose #fantasy
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CW: Two Memento Mori texts in different registers
"Humans use the word planet to describe those big chunks of star stuff, chunks like the one they're at. The word planet stems from Ancient Greek πλανήτης which means „wanderer“, as in, moving in a lost manner. It's quite ironic because the planets are but lost: they got a mathematically deterministic trajectory, a very specific aphelion and perihelion, their velocities in relationship to their star can be calculated as easy as Keplerian math goes. But, then, something would benefit of the „wanderers” label: the ones who defined this word, the ones defining and using words to define things in this constant attempt to try and define themselves. Because, as it turns out, they've been pretty lost since the dawn of times. Crowley defined "every man and woman" as a "star": in practice, "every man and woman" is actually a planet, a wanderer, chunks of star stuff moving through the dark veil of spacetime continuum in such a lost manner, uncertain about their perihelion, afraid about their aphelion."
"... then I asked: „W... what am I doing here?“. „Be not afraid, you'll be somewhere else“, a sweet yet chilling voice replied from behind the vital signs monitor, unbeknownst to the paramedics who were trying to reanimate me."
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Did Buddha spend 45 years tirelessly walking and teaching, or was that a 'retcon' story invented by the later prose authors of the suttas, to justify the long canon they needed to write in order to compete with Hinduism?
#buddhism #earlybuddhism #hinduism #palicanon #religion #scripture #canon #prose #poetry #competition #fiction #nonfiction #tradition #oraltradition #history #retcon -
CW: Memento Mori
"Look at the faces of those who have long been among the dead, and you'll realize they all share a common aspect: they're all expressing the exact same, ecstatic smile. The dead are all smiling. You'll never see someone, who've been long dead, with a frown or pensive expression. You'll never see someone, who've been long dead, crying. You'll never see someone who've been long dead, with a bored expression. And this smile, this expression of uttermost happiness, it doesn't vanish from their faces like the hypothetical happiness achieved through mundane sources. Their happiness is, therefore, permanent, for as long as the medium through which they're expressing the transcendental happiness lasts. And when their bones disappear with the star stuff, it's just happiness not needing to be physically manifested anymore: for, at this point, sadness and pain are not a thing anymore, as the baryonic realm isn't a thing anymore, and every spark, once wandering lost trying to find permanent happiness where it was nowhere to be found, is finally gathered with the True Mother again."
#arsritualistemplii #writing #mementomori #prose -
A one-minute pre-sleep review boosts prose memory consolidation
https://1ban.news/pre-sleep-re-reading-prose-memory-malloggi-2026/
#1ban #pre #sleep #reading #prose #neuroscience -
Midnight Tea in a Graveyard, A Gothic Collection of Darkness by Andrea Dean Van Scoyoc goes live on 7/20
Long-form ad (book fair / press / Meta long copy) You weren’t looking for another “cozy” read. You wanted something that feels like midnight in a cemetery—beautiful, wrong, and impossible to put down. Midnight Tea in A Graveyard: A Gothic Collection of Darkness by Andrea Dean Van Scoyoc is exactly that invitation. Each story, each piece, each line of prose has been pulled from twisted dreams, waking horrors, and regrets the author can’t shake. This isn’t comfort horror. […] -
Arise, O Compatriots And Other Poems (Marvel Chukwudi Pephel)
even though they are shooting us dead on the streets, even though these politicians don't care if we eat or not, even though these legislators call us fools, even if the headline every morning is about fuel hike, even though we can't tell where this country is heading, even though we have been looking for peace -
It's one of my poems that I really love,
and of course, the topic is still relevant todayI'm thinking about changing it just a tiny bit
someday...But for today, when my brain is on empty...
I'm posting it for you again, and I've also shared it again from my world account#mastodon #fediverse #YouWinAgainSi #mastoart #poem #poetry #writing #prose #world
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Somewhere
Somewhere
the search comes to an endSomewhere and someday
the heart finds a havenRestlessness meets tranquility
Somewhere
in the here and now
and the somedayUnforeseeable
the years that pass
While time races by
and thoughts reelSomewhere, thoughts must linger
and hope must smileUnforeseeable
is life’s hope
somewhere and somedayLife’s then
and somedayLife’s like that
But also somewhereIrini ❤️
#mastodon #fediverse #YouWinAgainSi #life #poetry #poem #writing #prose
