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Mr. Shadow Moon

Jasmin Ivankovic is an engineer first and a philosopher second; the inventor of Hardware Clone Rejection; an indie/alt-rock musician; a content creator and formerly a student residing in Ames, Iowa while attending Iowa State University for his baccalaureate studies in Electrical Engineering until being pulled from his education to work CIA; an author currently working on a fiction novels and other creative texts.

This blog was started of the mindset that learning comes above all else. Academic papers were the main focus. However, as of late, I have extended it to include a broader category of content. My style is intentional, I am for clarity of thought and reasoning. I aim to spread good ideas in celebration of the art of writing and critical thinking, which I believe is an obligation throughout one’s education.

This is a project that took considerable effort and was an accomplishment that I still find a lot of pleasure in a thinking about. It may not seem too complex, but was considered by the class to be a great achievement. Some claimed I had really demonstrated dominance in a class of 200. Please read Vistas Of My Education to have a better sense of what this meant to me.
My Blues, My Best is going to blow your mind. Not really blues, but the vibes say post modern sadness themes are a joy that we Americans can all agree on.

“Allow Me to be The Lead” Letter to The University of Iowa

Dear University of Iowa Adminstrators, My only semester at The University of Iowa was made cut-short due to a “setback” I’ll help explain away in this letter; firstly, thank you for allowing me this opportunity to tell you about myself, my current circumstances, and my goals & ambitions as a student & individual. As it…

An ode to chemistry :]

Don’t we start to see Nature’s casual chain Nature’s mind to be An element found The system contained The truth embedded Our love will sustain

I’ll Prove That It’s Not Over

Do you stay warm under your electric blanket, or do you so choose to put on clothes in the dark? I’ll ask her to turn on the light, and we’ll both adjust enough to wake up? Do we decide on clothes that show that we are together? I’ll write her a better song, I hope…

They Wanted You to Uphold National Security

The Falling U.S. Field Office A bitter wind whipped across the deserted parking lot of the Stonebridge Federal Complex, once a thriving hub of government operations. Now, the blocky gray structure stood silent, its tall glass windows cracked by time and neglect. This was the Falling U.S. Field Office—dubbed as such by local rumor and,…

“Monolog” Poem 1 ~2025 Collection

There’s an internal Monolog Somewhere in the American West That could go on Forever If they could Have the peace And the solitude In spirit.

Poem ~ “Gather Why”

I miss my Abbott, In a body used to lingering kindly, You would have to ask me, for my sense Who are they to know me? Late at night, late last year, and it was in early fall. I stood living true to being mezmorized, I explain, half-hazardly, my mathematics in Carver hall, Did no…

Kenneth Dawson Lee’s Journey Through Memory and Identity

The tale following the two-fold path of enlightenment surrounding Kenneth Dawson Lee’s journey in Broken-Ness Spells & New Calluses a film noir expositional piece by Jasmin Jay Ivankovic defies traditional narrative structures, operating as an introspective odyssey through memory, identity, and existential reckoning. With a cadence that blends the frenetic intensity of stream-of-consciousness with the…

New Math Post Forever or Whatever

That’s the first rule of numbers. Don’t mess up about infinity. No doubt, you have some number, you want to call it. Ask me: does that number sound like it’s farther from zero than infinity? If yes, omg do i not care about numbers or mathematics or anything 😉 #notandcertainlyneverforever

“Broken Spells & New Callusus” ~ jay’s Film Noir Exposition

0. BROKEN-NESS SPELLS When on a two-fold path of enlightenment, I should believe it has something to do with the rain and the many crossroads you’ve already taken. I should believe in my ability to choose and make future choices from at least several options in mind. I should take more time to decide in…

The Incuriousness of Those Who Have Never Even Imagined It [Scene 2]

2. The “Honest Modern” : An Interpretive Dance “I don’t abide by rules imposed by the society writ large,” he muttered, “I listen carefully to the orders instructively placed on my desk. So, if you’d please – get back from the door, take your bus back to your Journal News cabana expo outlet and ask…

“Yellow Fades to Blue”

Colorful dear, Is this all the heart you can bare? Spell-it-out without a fear, But with time, To dispare in one’s own body; Which I hoped you’d one day care About how I am, about the man you know me to be. I wish to understand you the same. Colorful dear, Is it for love…

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