Dad of 5.
Full-time writer from Germany.
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Starting… well… anything online is tough these days. Everywhere you look, so-called "experts" shove well-meaning but tired advice down your throat.
By Burk5 months ago in Lifehack
In the heart of the forest, where shadows dwell, A coven of witches weaves their spell. Bound by magic, by sisterhood true,
By Burk5 months ago in Poets
Famous Prussian philosopher Wilhelm von Humboldt once said: "True enjoyment comes from activity of the mind and exercise of the body; the two are ever united."
By Burk5 months ago in Longevity
In joyous anticipation, A daughter we yearned, But fate had other plans, Our dreams overturned. --- A diaphragmatic hernia,
In hues of gold, and crimson bright, Autumn arrives, with gentle might, The summer's heat, now laid to rest, As nature dons, her autumn vest.
The typical Western diet is often criticized for being high in processed foods and lacking in nutrients. A walk down the supermarket aisles quickly confirms this.
In a bustling café nestled within the heart of the city, where the aroma of freshly ground coffee beans danced with the soft clinking of cutlery, two souls found themselves unwittingly entangled in a moment of whisparia. She, a solitary figure hidden behind a book, her gaze lost in the rhythm of her thoughts. He, a worn traveler seeking solace in the warmth of his steaming cup.
By Burk5 months ago in Fiction
In a crowded room, Eyes meet, then quickly dart away, Silence fills the air.
In tangled threads of love undone, Two souls once intertwined, now torn, A chasm yawns, where hearts were one, A symphony of silence born.
Keyword research is a crucial foundation of any SEO strategy. Finding the right keywords to target can help you drive more organic traffic, boost rankings, and increase conversion rates.
By Burk5 months ago in 01
I slowly sank into the plush hotel bed, the day’s travels heavy on my eyelids. Stretching out my tired limbs, I relaxed into the soft down comforter. The murmur of voices and clinking of glasses from the restaurant downstairs floated up through the open window, mingling with the gentle susurrus of the ceiling fan.
Sweating, fidgeting Eyes downcast, cheeks burning red Mortified we sit