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The Video Game That Made Me Fall In Love With History & Conspiracy
"Paris in the fall, the last months of the year, and the end of the Millenium. The city holds many memories for me, of cafes, of music, of love, and of death."
Tasha McIntoshPublished about 9 hours ago in GamersA Bloody Review
Disclaimer: The following is a review of “A Bloody Business” By Stephen A. Roddewig. I will discuss potential spoilers within this book. If you plan to read this amazing novel and wish to avoid spoilers, then reader discretion is advised.
Donna Fox (HKB)Published a day ago in WritersA telegram to Little Me
I acquired a magical souvenir; it was a realisation. By taking an impulsive trip to Thailand, I awarded myself the chance to have it. You are our own gift shop. You choose the opening times, you choose the stock. They are the very nature of wisdom, realisations. One could say we collect them and form a magnificent portfolio entitled Experience. And that's why we do the majority of things we do. But travelling is the act most generous in the offering of experience, the gift shop with the best stock. We go on the hunt for experiences, daring ourselves to be stimulated in new ways, by new flavours. To sweat, swim or shiver in the waters of new challenges. To hear new sounds, learn novel outlooks, and relish as hinges creak with unknown doors opening in our hearts and minds. This realisation and the flourishing effect it had upon me made Thailand my best trip yet. All this realisation consisted of was merely a stripped back epiphany of why we do these things. See new places, take new risks, seek refreshing distractions from all that we're tired of being familiar with.
Konrad KrampPublished about 17 hours ago in WanderMindfield
They wish they were blind Unable to look away Forced to watch it all- — Plug and play again Relentless sordid cycle He sees, crushed Witness-
Colleen WaltersPublished a day ago in PoetsMusic Prompt? Music Thingy!
At work a few weeks ago, I was using that Spotify DJ thing, the AI tool that slightly bugs me on principle, but not enough for me to boycott it. (You know the one?) Anyway, I was jamming out to songs I was familiar with, a few new ones, and then all of a sudden, I was stopped in my tracks.
Mackenzie DavisPublished 5 days ago in BeatArrested by Necessity
Do you have a favorite place to visit when you're overwhelmed by your thoughts? Do you get overwhelmed by your thoughts? I suppose not everyone experiences the paralyzation that occurs when too many decisions creep in. I get knots in my (ample) stomach that twist and turn into cramps. Within minutes, my pulse increases and I force myself to remain calm, but anxiety starts poking at my chest like a toddler attempting to wake his papa for a snack. The cause of my tension is lost by this time, and my focus turns to slowing my breathing, "staying present in the moment," and remembering where I am and why.
Mack D. AmesPublished 6 days ago in MenFor the Love of Life, Live
Life is a once-ever opportunity. How close to death do you need to get before you understand? Life is a once-ever opportunity.
Caroline JanePublished 6 days ago in PoetsA Weekend in Buxton
All my life, I’ve been English in an emotional, mental, and social way, but never a physical one until the Spring of 2022 when all my Anglophile dreams came true. I was finally able to visit my soul country, meet my wonderful online friends in person, and confirm my belief that it was where I belonged.
Emily AlbersPublished about 18 hours ago in WanderLessons from the trees
And suddenly, It didn’t hurt so much anymore Train of thoughts on a paper, Moving so quickly, my pen caught fire
SouluminosityPublished 5 days ago in Poetspast…2022
3/2/22 3:26pm They say grief gets lighter over time and I suppose that should make sense but I’ve
Olivia DodgePublished 2 days ago in PoetsBelle's Unofficial Challenges
I have started my own series of unofficial challenges, and will be posting all the links to them here! The links will include the original challenge post, as well as the results post. If you are unsure of whether or not I have any open challenges at the moment, come and revisit this publication (which will be pinned to my profile) to see all my challenges categorized under OPEN and CLOSED. Happy writing!
Remembering the rink
If you were there, you’ll never forget it. For decades, Durham Ice Rink was at the heart of the city’s social life. From Friday night ice discos to crowds roaring on the Wasps every Sunday, not to mention a proud history of figure skating and speed skating, the riverside rink was the place to be.
Andy PottsPublished 5 days ago in ArtHunting Men
There were three reasons to play Manhunt and none of them were winning. The first was sometimes, when the whole neighborhood played and not just my cousins, if the right kid was on my team, I got to practice kissing. The right kid changed all the time and I wanted to change, too. When he played basketball, I wore high tops. If he skateboarded on the cul-de-sac, I clipped a chain on my wallet. It jangled while we ran, but that was good: it made him want to keep me still.
The Goldilocks Paradox
To mock free will is to mock love! It can be made no clearer: Turn away!—away!—from the mirror And look inside—beyond—above!
C. Rommial ButlerPublished a day ago in PoetsThe Whiskered War
A domestic drama; rather, you're witnessing a millennium-old conflict over the fate of the entire planet (and possibly just a smA titanic struggle between wits and strength has been raging in the shadows for millennia: The Great Nibble vs. The Purrsecution. The cats, the furry fighters, the fascists of the feline world, occupy one corner. In the other, mice make up the squeaky squad, the small militia. The reward? Domination over the entire world (and possibly an especially tasty cheese wheel).
Richard WeberPublished 3 days ago in HumorSecond Glance
Butterflies can’t compare To the ocean– . A gravity deeper than the sea Pulled in toward the earth . When you look at me
Touching the Sky
Back in 2020 (yes, THAT 2020), I took my very first steps towards becoming an international traveler. I was 25 years old, and up to this point, the furthest I'd ever traveled alone from my home state of New Jersey without my family was to West Virginia.
Emily Marie ConcannonPublished 3 days ago in WanderDinowars: Triceratop Strikes Back
Eh, what’s up long neck. If this rap battle was a car crash then you just entered the wrong wreck. You wanna fight? Well come and get it boy. You can’t handle the Triceratop ya tall skinny boy.
Joe PattersonPublished 2 days ago in PoetsMaster's Piece
_____________ you draw me into you erasing parts you say don't work reworking pieces you say don't fit __ you paint
Christy MunsonPublished 11 days ago in PoetsMy Book is Published 🥳 🙌 🎊🙌🎊🙌🎊🙌🎊🙌🎊🙌🎊
I have never been so excited to share news with you all… 🥹 (which in itself will explain my most recent lengthy absence!).
Kayleigh Fraser ✨Published 2 days ago in Writers