Tasi83 : Writing

COMPETITIVE GAME

COMPETITIVE GAME

A Poem by Tasi83


I see kids going wild in the video game room under the Starlight Roof. First, it is only the latent, muted anger of aggression that totally knocks you..
DREAMING ADVENTURER

DREAMING ADVENTURER

A Poem by Tasi83


It's not the light that has gone out, it's just the world has changed, so weep calmly, cowardly-boldly, that you can no longer be who you used to be: ..
LIFE SLAPS, FALLS

LIFE SLAPS, FALLS

A Story by Tasi83


I could barely breathe all day. It was as if some inner recognition of the fact that a fateful turn was about to take place in my rather pitiful, aver..
NEWS-JUDGMENTS

NEWS-JUDGMENTS

A Poem by Tasi83


The Earth is full of judgments, stereotypes, so many ominous, manipulated standards of rules, unnecessarily scrawling Sisyphean weights in it, and the..
A race against time

A race against time

A Story by Tasi83


We are abroad. To be exact, in a small village close to the Swiss border, where people lived in peace and harmony, and where the local government will..
PREGNANT TEMPER

PREGNANT TEMPER

A Poem by Tasi83


You are yourself and cannot be manipulated, you are a brainwashed Fool, until you can be indignant and think, until your sanity is surreptitiously bro..
ROMANTIC-COLLAGE

ROMANTIC-COLLAGE

A Story by Tasi83


The man stepped out into the overcrowded quarter of the city with abandoned factory buildings. The creaking rails of the railway station seemed so hom..
REPORT TO JANUARY

REPORT TO JANUARY

A Poem by Tasi83


It is boiling again, hissing this man-carrying Nirvana, in which the rebellion of the Crowds is once again. This measured Executioner's Time is just a..
WHEN LIFE OFFERS YOU A CHANCE

WHEN LIFE OFFERS YOU A CHANCE

A Story by Tasi83


Most people - of course, only when they experience something inexplicable or just a strange, strange thing or event - tend to call the given act or th..
HUMAN DARS

HUMAN DARS

A Poem by Tasi83


I remember the restrained silence, suffocating rock-solid indifference, when the very first paper-trumpet sound, like the crackling, ominous horn sign..


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Compartment 114
Compartment 114