My Eclectic Life

This is a place for me to share my eclectic interests. At the moment this is an expression through AI artwork

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The Man Machine

In Neon Europa, emotion is regulated, desire is engineered, and grief has been quietly deleted. Love and a synthetic woman named Lyra-9 uncover that the System was built on his own stolen memories and loss. As the city falls out of rhythm, they must decide whether to restore perfect order or allow humanity, in all its beautiful chaos, to return.

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Merry Christmas everyone

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Raven At The Gate

When seventeen-year-old Raven Yazzie is sent from New Mexico to live with her estranged father at a U.S. air base in Tokyo, she wants nothing more than to disappear. But Japan’s thinning veil between worlds awakens her buried shamanic power, revealing Oni that stalk the city and a spirit war beneath the neon lights. Guided by a crow that may be her mother’s soul, Raven joins a renegade onmyōji to stop an ancient fire-gate from reopening. To save both worlds, she must embrace the magic she fears and sacrifice the one thing she’s never had—belonging. This Urban Fantasy story is my submission is Leanna's submission to the 2025 Twilight Frontiers presented by Frontier Works. writing contest

Catch the Prologue on HoneyFeed

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Dead Hand

In the chilling aftermath of Those Who Refuse the Throne, Jessica Sanchez is back—scarred, watchful, and one step from vanishing into the shadows for good. But when a body turns up in Belize and a forgotten Stasi file resurfaces in Berlin, she’s pulled into a web of Cold War ghosts, neural kill-switches, and a U.S. president who may not be acting on his own volition. As Dominion’s influence twists through politics, religion, and memory itself, Jessica must face the unthinkable: What if her free will was just another layer of control? In a world built on rewritten minds and buried truths, she’ll have to decide who she really is—before the last failsafe is triggered.

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psykonaut music production

"I help indie and electronic artists craft emotionally resonant, cinematic tracks by blending precise mixing, custom synth soundscapes, and

I don’t have a big following here, but I am trying to advertise anyhow. I just launched my music production business. In addition to wanting to work more with music as a passion and working on my debut album, I am trying to get work to earn money so I can buy a new studio computer. my laptop is just not cutting it anymore. I can’t install the latest software, and my applications lag, which makes producing my own and others’ music challenging but doable.

But 6000USD is a lot to give out of pocket. On my website are links to some of my previously released music. I would highly appreciate anyone who wants to hire my services or spread the word or help me by donating.

Go to paypal.me/paolanoelle and type in the amount. Since it’s PayPal, it's easy and secure. Don’t have a PayPal account? No worries.

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Just helping out a friend

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Found this picture. I love looking through old LPs.

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The Dominion Protocol: Those Who Refuse the Throne

Power doesn’t vanish. It mutates.

Jessica Sanchez thought she’d escaped the programs that built her—the experiments, the lies, the handlers who pulled strings from the dark. But when the President of the United States starts repeating his past word for word, Jessica knows the script has changed.

Old friends pull her in. A journalist sees patterns no one else can. A whisper campaign points toward Vanguard. But deeper still, beneath agencies and black budgets, there’s Dominion, a program that doesn’t control. It corrects.

As allies vanish and memories fracture, Jessica finds herself hunting the architects of a new kind of warfare—one where the enemy rewires reality, not just perception. And the only thing more dangerous than what they’ve done… is why.

This isn't politics. This is protocol. And she's already in play.

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Dominion Protocol Volume 7: Shadows of Tokyo

They told her it was a simple recovery job. A stolen Noh mask. An anonymous client. A clean break from the ghosts of Belize.

But when Jessica Sanchez arrives in Kyoto, she finds more than an artifact—she finds a trail of bodies, a whisper of a forgotten project, and a photograph that shouldn’t exist. Someone is pulling strings behind the scenes. Someone who knows her real name. Someone who knows she’s been here before.

As her team digs deeper, old symbols resurface, memories bleed through locked doors, and every lead draws her closer to a facility that was never supposed to be found. The past isn’t behind her. It’s buried beneath her feet—and it’s waking up.

The more she uncovers, the clearer it becomes: this isn’t about the masks. It’s about her.

And someone is making damn sure she remembers.

[psychotrenny]

I can't get over the fact she fucking said this. Like sure the context makes it clear she's not serious and like it's relevant to themes of the episode etc etc. but it's still a certified "Girl you CANNOT be saying that!!" moment

[fereldanwench]

i should probably try to get a proper scan of this, but valerie is finished! absolutely loved working in this technique--definitely gonna keep experimenting with it

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I don’t usually reboot someone else’s work, but this is an exception.

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Jessica Sanches: The Weight of Being

Conversations on Existence by Jessica Sanchez and Sam Holden

On a quiet patio overlooking the Belizean sea, as the ice melts in their whiskey glasses and the night settles in around them, Jessica and Sam talk.

Not about the missions. Not about the bodies left behind. But about being.

In this candid and contemplative collection, Jessica Sanchez—a former experiment turned investigator—and Sam Holden, her steadfast anchor, explore the writings of Camus, Kierkegaard, Beauvoir, and Nietzsche. They question the nature of identity, the burden of memory, and what it means to live authentically when your past was written by someone else.

Through reflections on books, films, and the philosophical weight of Jessica’s transformation, these dialogues peel back the noir to find something raw and human beneath.

The Weight of Being is not a manifesto. It’s a conversation—one that lingers like smoke in the dark.

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GHOSTLIGHT

Some ghosts wear your face. Others ride your soul.

In the slums of the Redmond Barrens, identity is just another commodity—and Isilme Sorn’el sold hers a long time ago. Now known as Valkyrie, she’s a ghost-hardened warlock turned arcane specialist with too many scars and not enough sins left to confess.

But when bodies start turning up without heads—and their memories wiped clean—Valkyrie is pulled into a conspiracy where the killer isn’t just wearing a mask. It’s wearing her. An AI-spirit hybrid known only as the Dullahan is carving a path through the astral and Matrix alike, building itself from fragments of her forgotten past.

To stop it, Valkyrie must revisit everything she tried to bury: the lover she left behind, the god she once served, and the name she no longer dares to claim.

Because some battles aren’t fought with spells or blades.

Some battles are fought in the dark.

And sometimes, the only way to reclaim your head… is to face the ghost wearing it.

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Dominion Protocol Volume 6: Black’s Gambit

She took the case for the money. A bored housewife, a cheating husband, a seedy hotel rendezvous—just another Tuesday in paradise.

But when both the husband and his lover end up dead behind a locked door, and Jessica’s name shows up on a hidden file buried deep in Vanguard’s old archives, the game changes fast.

Now Jessica’s on the run—again. With only the Police Chief she trusts and the ghosts she can’t outrun, she follows a cold trail to Montevideo. What she finds isn’t just a trap—it’s a message. One left by a man long thought dead. One that proves she was never the player.

She was the pawn.

And the board’s already in motion.

BLACK’S GAMBIT—a hard-hitting blend of femme-noir and cold war paranoia, where memory is a weapon and trust is a liability. Jessica Sanchez returns in her most dangerous case yet. And this time, the endgame may not be hers to call.

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Dominion Protocol Volume 5: The Echoes that Remain

When a forgotten jungle near Mexico City reveals a city that shouldn’t exist, Jessica and her team are drawn into a mystery that defies maps—and memory. What begins as an investigation into a ghost town with no past spirals into a global hunt for the truth behind Vanguard’s resurrection and Jessica’s origin.

From shadowed alleys in Paris to the remnants of Cold War-era labs in Eastern Europe, Jessica must confront the possibility that she was never the original—only a copy of a memory that refuses to die. As the lines between past and present blur, she faces the most dangerous question of all: If she was never real to begin with, can she still choose who she becomes?

Some echoes are too loud to silence. And some memories refuse to fade

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The Dominion Protocol Volume 4: Black Orchid

Some ghosts don’t stay dead. Some were never real to begin with.

Jessica Sanchez runs Black Orchid Investigations out of a hole-in-the-wall office in Belize — small jobs, big secrets, and the occasional brush with things better left in the dark. She had hoped to put the ordeal with Vanguard behind her, but life has a way of always dragging you back in.

Jessica takes two cases that only proves that you can't escape your past.

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The Dominion Protocol Volume 3: Echoes of the Self

She ran from her past. Now it’s waiting for her in the mirror.

After years in hiding, Olympic medalist Jessica Sanchez thought she left the ghosts behind. But when Leanna finds her again — with a letter from Argentina and a name Jessica hoped never to hear — Vanguard Biotechnics — everything unravels.

In the shadows of a forgotten facility, Jessica comes face-to-face with her worst fear: herself. Clones. Secrets. The terrifying proof that she may never have been the only one.

Some echoes you can’t outrun. Some truths won't stay buried.