Stream of Consciousness
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It was just past midnight when the train pulled into the deserted platform. The air was thick with the silence only the dead of night brings, and the flickering platform lights did little to keep the shadows at bay. I stepped into the nearly empty compartment, headphones on, backpack slung over one shoulder, and found an empty seat by the window.
By Aliabout a year ago in Confessions
I Burned My Past to Ashes. Then It Rose from the Fire
I stood in the middle of the field, a matchstick trembling between my fingers. The night wind tugged at my coat as if trying to stop me, but it was too late. Everything I once was—old journals, photographs, letters, even the suit I wore the day she left—lay in a pile before me. With a flick of my thumb, the match burst to life. A second later, I dropped it into the mound.
By Syed Umar about a year ago in Confessions
The Waiting Game
I have been diagnosised with stage one reoccurring cancer back in December of 2024, and did six months of Chemotherapy to treat it. It was a rough and trying path. I honestly thought I wasn’t going to make it. I know that seems a bit dramatic, but if one has read my other articles, you’d know. I’ve had blackouts, getting sick, in and out of the hospital. It was a scary time in my life where I didn’t know if I had the strength to go on. Last Wednesday I had gone and had a CT scan done to see where chemotherapy has left us. Is there cancer? Is the cancer gone?
By Jessie Lynn Nelsonabout a year ago in Confessions
I Gave Myself This One Rule—And Everything Got Better
For a while, I was cruising through life. Not because it was easy, but because I wasn’t driving. The days just blurred. Wake up, work, handle life, repeat. I hated that feeling. It was like watching someone else live my life from the passenger seat.
By Ming C.about a year ago in Confessions
Forgiveness is not Forgetting the Pain
The scent of brine and ozone filled Elara’s lungs, a familiar comfort that had been hers since childhood. She stood on the cliff edge, the North Sea churning below, its endless roar a constant reminder of both peace and turbulence. It had been twenty years since the accident, twenty years since the waves had stolen her brother, Liam, and left her with a scar that no passage of time, no amount of forgiveness, could truly erase.
By millyanneabout a year ago in Confessions
This Is My Beloved Son
This Is My Beloved Son The Words God Spoke Through Me By Joey Raines Description: This true story reveals the power of God speaking through an ordinary moment. With no warning and no plan, words flowed that confirmed the truth about Jesus as the Son of God. It is a reminder that God still speaks, and His voice brings both clarity and purpose.
By Joey Rainesabout a year ago in Confessions
For Ana de Armas, Keanu Reeves’ Co-Star 10 Years Ago and Once Again, ‘Ballerina’ Is a Pirouette
Ana de Armas has returned to her roots. The Cuban-Spanish actress reunites with Keanu Reeves in Ballerina, the eagerly awaited John Wick spin-off, ten years after they first appeared together on screen in Knock Knock (2015). For de Armas, this reunion is more than just a new job; it's a pirouette, a tasteful comeback to a well-known partner in a very different setting.
By Tanvir Shahariarabout a year ago in Confessions
moon-coloured glasses
People like to talk about rose-coloured glasses, as if that’s the only kind of distortion that matters. As if optimism is the most dangerous drug. The sweet little delusion, the blur of affection that makes everything look kinder. You love, so you overlook. You believe, so you don’t question. Red flags turn pastel. You’re naive, and you’re hopeful.
By nicoabout a year ago in Confessions
I Am Lost
There are mornings when I wake up and forget who I’m supposed to be. I lie there, staring at the ceiling, the weight of everything pressing on my chest like an invisible hand. The world outside keeps moving—cars pass, people rush, alarms go off—but inside me, everything feels still. Not peaceful still, but empty still. Like drifting in space with no stars to guide me.
By Ashley Anthonyabout a year ago in Confessions
Spin That Rotary
The current technology that’s there around you can be a fascinating sight especially if you’re a kid. When I was a young kid growing up throughout the 90’s to early 2000’s, scrolling through social media and watching YouTube videos on our cell phones wasn’t heard of. There was no such thing. At least as far as the 90’s was concerned.
By Jasmine Aguilarabout a year ago in Confessions
How I Found Light in My Darkest Days
There’s this moment when life feels so heavy that even getting out of bed seems impossible. For me, that moment hit hard and out of nowhere. It felt like I was drowning in darkness, and no matter how much I tried, I couldn’t find my way back to the light. But what I didn’t realize then was that light is often hiding right where you least expect it — waiting quietly for you to find it.
By Muhammad asifabout a year ago in Confessions
