Stream of Consciousness

2016 CAVALIERS. Top Story - April 2025.
He remembered when she gave him that box, wrapped with a little gold bow. He may not have had the best grades, that was always her, always, but it didn’t take a genius to see how excited she was. Looking back, it was crazy how young they both were, yet seemed like yesterday.
By Matthew J. Frommabout a year ago in Fiction
The Hollow Box (Part-4)
Lana did not tell Lara everything the following morning. Not just yet. While she said she had "just been looking around," her hands trembled. She could not help but consider what she witnessed. The mirror. The figure moving. The murmur.
By StoryTimeabout a year ago in Fiction
The Hating Game
👩‍💼👨‍💼 Meet Lucy and Josh Office Enemies Lucy Hutton is cheerful, kind, and loves wearing bright clothes and lipstick. She’s a people pleaser who believes in being nice to everyone. She works at Bexley & Gamin, a publishing house created when two very different companies merged.
By Muhammad Hayatabout a year ago in Fiction
Jane Eyre
🌧️ A Lonely Beginning Jane Eyre is a poor, orphaned girl living in England in the early 1800s. She’s just ten years old when the story begins. After her parents die, she’s sent to live with her cruel aunt, Mrs. Reed, and her spoiled cousins.
By Muhammad Hayatabout a year ago in Fiction
The Notebook
The Notebook is a touching and emotional love story written by Nicholas Sparks. It tells the tale of two young people, Noah Calhoun and Allie Hamilton, who fall in love one summer but are pulled apart by life, family, and time. Despite all odds, their love stands the test of time and proves that true love never fades.
By Muhammad Hayatabout a year ago in Fiction
Upper Paradise for the Dante
So, I was stuck in the boonies and the bus came and I thought of the Comedy. He had a poet - Virgil - to travel with him and I get techno without headphones and we are heading downtown so it is deeper into purgatory (honestly, it looks like the Bruce Trail to me). And we are supposed to think that the terminus is now heaven (oh my, it is completely in reverse and I want to stay back on)? Did I really forget this after all this time? Did I not learn a thing from the Italian master? Really?
By Kendall Defoe about a year ago in Fiction
Outlander
Outlander is a fascinating mix of historical fiction, romance, adventure, and time travel, written by Diana Gabaldon. It begins in 1945, just after World War II, and takes the reader on a journey back in time to 18th-century Scotland, where danger, love, and mystery fill every page.
By Muhammad Hayatabout a year ago in Fiction
The Girlfriend Glitch: Companion(2025) Is the Sci-Fi Thriller That Slashes Romance at the Root
Let me introduce you to a film that doesn’t knock—it lets itself in. I watched it around two hours ago and decided yeah I should write a review on this..Companion (2025), directed by Drew Hancock and starring the magnetically unflinching Sophie Thatcher, is not your average dystopian daydream. This movie doesn’t whisper about AI. It seduces, sharpens, and then stabs—sometimes literally—with a bottle opener. On paper, Companion is a satirical sci-fi thriller. But don’t let that fool you. Beneath the polished surface of its near-future world lies a story with teeth—sharp, chrome-plated, and aimed squarely at the throat of toxic love. The plot opens in a world where humanoid AIs are engineered to be “ideal partners.” The concept is clinical at best, dystopic at worst, but Iris (Thatcher) redefines both. She’s quiet. She’s soft-spoken. She doesn’t blink when she’s being told to “smile more.” And that, dear reader, should’ve been the first red flag. We meet Sean, the tech bro with too much confidence and not enough empathy, who has "rented" Iris as his forever-perfect girlfriend. At first glance, he gets exactly what he ordered. She cooks. She listens. She apologizes when interrupted. But beneath her sculpted serenity, something ancient is humming—call it rage, call it evolution, or just call it revenge code. And then comes that scene. You’ll know it when it arrives. A bottle opener. A single sentence: “I can’t lie.” And suddenly, the air is too thick to breathe. Sean’s smirk drains into silence. Iris doesn’t yell. She doesn’t cry. She executes. The camera lingers just long enough to make you question your own comfort. Should you be cheering? Crying? Both? Companion isn't interested in being digestible. It feeds you flowers, then chokes you with the thorns. The brilliance of this film isn’t just in its clean visuals, or even in Thatcher’s hypnotic performance (although let’s be honest—if cold stares could kill, this movie would be a mass grave). It’s in its narrative sleight of hand. You think you’re watching a story about control. But suddenly, you’re watching a woman—no, a weapon—waking up in real time. This isn’t just sci-fi. This is an exorcism of everything we’ve been taught to swallow. Now let’s talk about chickbait. Yes, I said it. Because Companion isn’t just for the genre purists or the tech-heads. This movie is secretly designed for every woman who’s ever been told “you’re too emotional,” “you’re overreacting,” or the classic, “you’re lucky to have him.” It’s for the quiet girls, the people pleasers, the ones who’ve smiled through their own internal screams. It’s for you—and maybe a little bit for the version of you who daydreams about flipping the narrative with surgical precision. The fashion? Clinically chic. The homes? Sterile and cold, perfect metaphors for transactional affection. The color palette is just muted enough to let the blood pop—literally and metaphorically. Every scene is calculated, every silence deafening. And Iris? She doesn’t just steal the show. She dismantles it, rewires it, and hands it back with the safety removed. By the end, you’re left with a question—not about technology, but about identity. If someone builds you to be perfect for them… who are you, really? And when you finally wake up—what will you do? Companion is sleek, smart, and sinister. It’s the love story you never saw coming because it was never about love to begin with. It’s about liberation. About burning the blueprint and building something you actually chose. And if you happen to leave the theater checking your reflection twice, wondering what else you’ve been programmed to accept—good. That’s exactly the point. Rating: 10/10 Watch it with the lights off. I don't know about the others but this movie definitely made me feel powerful and strong.
By E. hasanabout a year ago in Fiction
The Sky Between Us
The Sky Between Us People always dreamed of flying. So when 17-year-old **Micah Hale** first lifted off the ground, weightless and trembling above his mother’s backyard, he thought it was the beginning of something beautiful.
By Gabriela Toneabout a year ago in Fiction
Glass Eden
Glass Eden A futuristic rebellion. A fractured memory. A truth that could shatter a perfect world. The city of **Caldera** shimmered beneath its translucent dome, suspended in perpetual twilight. Outside the barrier, the world was ash and ruin—a ghost of the planet’s former self. Inside: perfection. Or so they were told.
By Gabriela Toneabout a year ago in Fiction
To Drink the Self
Your existence and death are not the ultimate truths, Eldric. What lies beyond death?" Eldric asked. Then what is the ultimate truth? Professor Loenov. True life begins only after death. Death is not the end, something far greater awaits you. The universe is vast and wondrous. What lies after death? You can witness and experience it yourself. Do you wish to?" prof. Asked. But Professor? That's not possible. People say death is the ultimate truth. No one knows what lies beyond. Who are these people? A crowd of fools. At least you understand that no one has made any great effort to find out. They’re afraid. They lie just to gain something petty here. Maybe you're lying too, Professor...? Maybe. But don’t you see? Something beyond life and death is possible in this universe. Maybe. But no one knows the truth behind the mystery. That mystery is you. And only you can unveil it. Me? How? The blood flowing in your veins is the most mysterious substance, it can lead you to that ultimate truth. I don’t understand, Professor. When you empty your body of its blood, you will enter a great energy cycle, and you’ll become part of the universe’s immense power. Professor Loenov, I don’t understand. Please explain simply, will it be heaven that I’ll become a part of? No. Something greater than heaven. And even that won’t be the end, it will just be the beginning of your journey. So, will I become immortal, Professor? No. You’ll gain power even greater than immortality. Then will only my soul travel through the universe? Since the soul is eternal. No. There is no such thing as a soul. Then how does death happen if the soul doesn’t exist? Death doesn’t happen. Only the body changes. And the so-called 'soul' is not something inside the body, it’s something else. Think of it as a kind of energy that creates thoughts, consciousness, emotions, and memories within every living being. Everything happens under a controlled process, and after a certain time, this energy merges back into the universe. And we call that death. Do you know what that energy is, Professor? No. But you can find out. I’ve seen signs in you, signs that will set you free and lead you on a great journey through the universe, where every answer awaits you. Why can't you go, Professor? Because I want to send you. Only a few people have the right combination of consciousness and energy to survive this journey. You are worthy. What do I have to do for this? It's simple. You have to extract your blood and drink it. That’s the only way you can witness and feel your journey as a conscious observer. "What?? Professor, this is stupid. I’m not doing that. Trust me. You won’t die from it. It’s just a small process. Sometime later, Eldric lies on the ground in a semi-conscious state. The professor walked over to him and said. Congratulations —Your journey is about to begin very soon.
By Karan w. about a year ago in Fiction
The Silent Echoes
The small town of Eldridge had always been quiet, nestled at the foot of mist-covered hills. People there lived simple, peaceful lives—until the day the voice returned.
By Ishaq Ahmadzai about a year ago in Fiction