fact or fiction
Is it a fact or is it merely fiction? Fact or Fiction explores relationship myths and truths to get your head out of the clouds and back into romantic reality.
Grave Loss
This is a true story. Marco was a model employee. He showed up early. Did his job to the best of his ability. And helped his co-workers.
Timothy TalbertPublished about 19 hours ago in HumansMatter of Life and Death
Through the use of shading plan, props, and the setting of the last mise en scene, A Matter of Life and Death worked with the advocate message of Anglo-American comprehension inside the quest for individual joy.
"The Last Ride of the Deathmobile"
Despite what you may believe, the following story is completely true. It happened just as I describe it here. And as the subtitle explains, the event nearly led to my death, or at the very least, certainly lengthy hospital recuperation combined with many thousands of dollars of facial reconstruction.
David WhitePublished 5 days ago in Humans
Journal 9 1 2021
I exhale completely and hold the lack of air. I let this resonate. The ticking of a clock. The screaming of the lungs. I stare into the portal and reclaim my place. I can not go back. For this I am sorry. I know how awful it is to be devoured by this fucking world. Do not fret. I believe I will return. I pull the pin and toss the grenade upon the ship soaked in kerosene. The fire was something out of hell and raged even after the sun came up. I will not go back.
Samuel BitnerPublished 6 days ago in HumansIf This Coat Could Talk
I spend a considerable amount of time "treasure" hunting. I love shopping at garage sales and thrift stores, searching for items to flip for a profit on eBay or in a local flea market. I watch hours of videos following full-time "flippers," learning from them "the tricks of the trade." Occasionally, I stumble across goods they classify as BOLO's (Be On the Look Out). This isn't my full-time gig, it's a hobby and a personal challenge. Can I find things in the "wild" and make a hefty return by reselling? Sometimes, yes.
Voodoo Spells to Win at the Races in the UK
Everyone loves to win. Many people love watching horse races. Lots of people enjoy placing a bet in a horse in a race and then winning some money. There is something very special about a day at the races and something even more special about your horse winning the race. The horse becomes “your horse” and this is especially true in the UK where growing numbers of people go to the races for a great day out. But how to some people seem to win on every race? You may not believe this but it could be because they are using Voodoo Spells to Win at the Races in the UK.
Prof Paul SantosPublished 7 days ago in Humans
Basic Psyche of Sleep
Key: Bold: Vocabulary Consciousness can be described as a continuum that ranges from full awareness to deep sleep. A biological rhythm is a are internal cycles of biological activities.
EZ College NotesPublished 7 days ago in Humans
Journey to a Forest party
3 weeks ago an English friend of mine -actually he's more of an acquaintance as opposed to a friend- Jack (not Daniels), invited me to a random illegal forest party hidden within the trees of Hampstead Heath. I live miles away from there so it took an eternity to get to my destination, to make matters worse I couldn't use my mobile data making it even more difficult in finding the exact location, the journey just begun and already it seemed bleak and hopes of finding the place was slowly fading away. Hope was restored momentarily when I happened to by chance come across a public Wi-Fi spot. Once tethered to the Cafe's hotspot, I took screenshots of the planned journey using the Google Maps app. The clock struck 12am, there was complete darkness as far as the eyes could see ( I could just about see 2 feet in front of me) and there was an eerie substance in the air. After about 10 minutes of strenuous walking I felt a cold shiver run down the back of my spine. It was probably the most chilling sensation I had ever felt. You know the saying right? when in danger your fight or flight response kicks in?... yeah, well it so happened that both my feet were frozen like fish fingers from Iceland, I was determined to find a safer route (the flight response) albeit my feet had other plans (the fight response). It was almost as if I was in a trance, mindlessly walking towards a doomed destination.
Péter FeketePublished 8 days ago in HumansThe Donkey and The Load of Salt
The Donkey and The Load of Salt Once, there lived a peddler. The peddler sold all sorts of goods....sturdy shoes for the farmers and pretty trinkets for their sweethearts, warm, woolly shawls to keep the women warm and sweet, sticky toffees for the children to munch on their way back from school.
Shamshair aliPublished 10 days ago in Humans
The Un/real Human Mind
The biggest, best, brightest, bustiest, brawniest fantasy worlds are the mental stories unfolding in human consciousnesses. We don’t need to outsource to a film team or a novelist; the best stories have happened in a child’s mind while they were playing in the dirt. And the best stories are enveloped in pillars of truth.
Mc Mip MatPublished 13 days ago in Humans
I Feel You, Bruh
Dan THE man, I didn't know how to reach you. Who the hell am I kidding? I won't trip. I just couldn't find the courage to say the three words I needed to, and say them the way I wanted to. See, I had to make amends, be honest with myself, and then I tried to be honest with you. I was stopped but this letter won't be. There's nothing they can do to hurt us anymore. By the time you read this, I'll have been deployed, and you'll be happier than you ever imagined you could be, without me. Remember the lyrics you sent me (you're fucking obsessed with Alanis, boy! I thank God I had some influence on the music you love)? Well, I support your decision to move on. At least I'm not trapped anymore. Stuck in my old ways where I would've found every reason to hate the separation only because you weren't supposed to be mine, but the worlds.
Lindsay D'Anne WallacePublished 15 days ago in HumansTrue Tales Around the Campfire
We all have situations in our lives that we are lucky to have survived. As we get older, we look back on our lives and get more willing to talk about things. I'm no different. These are the type tales I tell around a campfire sometimes.
Pam ReederPublished 18 days ago in Humans
