Karl Jackson
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My name is Karl Jackson and I am a marketing professional. In my free time, I enjoy spending time doing something creative and fulfilling. I particularly enjoy painting and find it to be a great way to de-stress and express myself.
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The Unveiling
The air around Elara was a thick, humid blanket, clinging to her skin with the same stubbornness as the extra pounds she carried. It wasn't a sudden thing, this weight. It was a slow, creeping tide that had risen with each stressful deadline, each late-night comfort meal, each moment of a life lived for everyone else but herself. The mirror reflected a stranger, a muted version of the vibrant woman she knew she was, trapped beneath a soft, protective layer she had unwittingly built around her heart and soul.
By Karl Jackson6 months ago in Fiction
The Gilded Cage and the Uncharted Sky
In a world cradled by the seemingly endless metropolis of Unoria, where towering chrome structures kissed the perpetually overcast sky, and interconnected sky-bridges hummed with the ceaseless transit of automated vehicles, the very notion of exploration had become a ghost of a forgotten age. For generations, the Great Consolidation had reigned supreme, a global government that promised and delivered absolute order, predictability, and, above all, safety within the city's vast, meticulously mapped confines. Beyond Unoria’s shimmering perimeter lay the ‘Uncharted Territories,’ a nebulous expanse whispered about in hushed tones, a place of unknown perils and chaotic disorder, strictly off-limits, its borders patrolled by vigilant Sentinels.
By Karl Jackson7 months ago in Fiction
When a Man Tries to Access Someone
There’s a certain kind of ache that doesn’t sit in your bones or your chest, but somewhere deeper—like your soul has an itch it can’t reach. That’s what it feels like when a man becomes obsessed with someone he’s never actually met. He doesn’t know her laugh in real life, has never smelled her skin or watched her pick at the label on her coffee cup while she thinks. But that doesn’t stop him from trying to access her.
By Karl Jackson7 months ago in Humans
The Color That Must Not Be Named
In the town of Graymere, every conversation was scrubbed, filtered, and scanned in real time. The air buzzed faintly with the presence of speech monitors, tiny government-issued drones shaped like dandelion puffs that drifted through neighborhoods like lazy summer seeds. People didn’t notice them anymore—just like they didn’t notice the missing word.
By Karl Jackson7 months ago in Fiction
Rain on Tin: A Story Told in Sound
The rain on the old tin roof wasn’t polite. It hammered, clattered, sang a wild and arrhythmic song, sharp as marbles spilled on linoleum. At first, it was just background—a distant, metallic drumming, something you might confuse with static from a bad radio, until it grew bold and insistent, demanding to be heard. You could feel it in your chest, how the drops doubled their pace and weight, as if the whole sky wanted in.
By Karl Jackson7 months ago in Fiction
Anti-Looter Kit
Introduction You spent years prepping for “the big one.” Your basement looks like a Costco on Black Friday, your food stores are lined up like ducklings, and your bug-out bag is so dialed in, it could win reality TV. But when chaos hits and the thin veneer of society peels off like cheap wallpaper, guess what? All those hard-earned supplies are suddenly fair game for looters, thieves, and the curious neighbor who always wondered why you bought 42 cans of chili.
By Karl Jackson7 months ago in Humans
RFID Protectors
Introduction: Imagine spending years building your stash, perfecting your bug-out bag, learning how to start a fire with a soda can and some determination—only to get your bank account wiped out in an instant by someone bumping your wallet at the bus stop. Welcome to the not-so-distant future of digital pickpocketing. It doesn’t take a shady character in a dark alley; all it takes is a little RFID scanner and some bad intentions. In a world where prepping is about more than stockpiling beans and bullets, your credit card data is now as vulnerable as your food supply.
By Karl Jackson7 months ago in Geeks
Tufting Mastery Class: Elevate Your Upholstery Game
Introduction: Turning Fabric and Foam Into Functional Art Tufting isn’t just a decorative accent. It’s an art form. A visual signature of elegance and craftsmanship that transforms ordinary furniture into timeless centerpieces. If you've ever admired the classic beauty of a diamond-tufted headboard or the sophisticated texture of a Chesterfield sofa, you've seen tufting at its finest.
By Karl Jackson7 months ago in Humans
