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.
Why I left the Seventh-day Adventist Church
I’ve written this article to address why I made the personal decision to dissociate myself from Seventh-day Adventism. My intention is to shed light on one of the main false doctrines of this group and to encourage truth-seekers to pursue sound biblical teaching.
By Kenya Shania 11 months ago in Humans
Reincarnated as His Own Grandson?
Do you believe in past lives or reincarnation? It’s a concept that always makes you stop and think, right? Because let me tell you, some of these stories are truly wild, and one in particular is pretty neat. It involves a little boy referred to in case studies as Sam, and he showed some truly convincing evidence that he might be the reincarnation of, get this, his own grandfather.
By Areeba Umair11 months ago in Humans
THE PATIENT WHO SAW BEYOND
On August 8th, 1991, a 35-year-old singer named Pam Reynolds Lowery entered an operating room at the Barrow Neurological Institute in Phoenix, Arizona. She was not there for routine surgery. She was about to undergo one of the most extreme medical procedures ever performed on a human being... a standstill operation.
By Veil of Shadows11 months ago in Humans
Hello Dear Vocal Creators
Hello, dear Vocal creators. These simple words carry warmth, connection, and the kind of gentle encouragement that helps a community grow. Every day, thousands of words rise from the minds and hearts of people who choose to write—people who choose to share something meaningful, helpful, or inspiring with others. And in this shared space, kindness becomes a language we all understand. This story is a message for you—for the writer who is just beginning, for the poet rediscovering their voice, for the storyteller who hopes their words might help someone feel seen, safe, or understood. In this space, honesty matters. Compassion matters. And even the smallest act of encouragement can brighten someone’s journey. Many creators arrive on Vocal thinking they must already be perfect—perfect writers, perfect thinkers, perfect communicators. But the truth is far kinder: we grow here. We learn from each other. We learn from stories that rise from courage, from essays shaped by experience, from kind messages left under someone’s first published piece. Every voice adds meaning. Every idea is a spark. Sometimes, a creator sits quietly, unsure of how to begin. They wonder if their story is valuable, if their thoughts are welcome, if their voice is strong enough. To them, this message says: Yes, you are welcome here. Yes, your story matters. Yes, your voice is needed. Kindness in a creative community is never wasted—it is nourishment. It is the light that helps someone else take their first step. And when we share with honesty, we build something greater than a collection of stories. We build trust. We build a place where people feel safe to express themselves without fear of judgment. Real honesty is not harsh—it is gentle, clear, and respectful. It lifts others up instead of pulling them down. And when a creator writes with honesty, the world listens differently. The words carry truth. Think about the power each story holds. A simple piece about morning routines may inspire someone to begin their own day with peace. A heartfelt reflection on gratitude may remind someone that kindness still exists. A short poem may give comfort to a person facing loneliness. We never truly know how far our words will travel or how deeply they may touch someone. This is why we continue. This is why we share. And this is why the Vocal community shines: because it is built not only on creativity, but also on generosity. You may not see it, but your presence encourages others. Your efforts motivate someone else to try again. Your kindness, even in a few words, creates ripples. Let this story be a reminder to celebrate your growth. Celebrate your courage. Celebrate the small moments when inspiration returns unexpectedly. Celebrate the times you helped someone without realizing it. Being a creator is not just about writing—it is about connecting. It is about offering pieces of your heart in ways that lift others gently. So, hello, dear Vocal creators—thank you for showing up. Thank you for believing that stories matter. Thank you for sharing your creativity with kindness, honesty, and a desire to help. Continue writing with sincerity. Continue supporting others. Continue being the light in this shared creative world. Because in the end, every kind voice strengthens the community. And every honest word makes the world a little better.
By Muhammad Saad 11 months ago in Humans
Roughly 75% of your brain is water. AI-Generated.
The Brain's Hidden Hydration: Understanding Why Roughly 75% of Your Brain is Water Imagine your brain as a busy computer. It hums along with circuits firing non-stop. But without the right coolant, it overheats and crashes. That coolant? It's water. Your brain relies on it more than you think.
By Story silver book 11 months ago in Humans
An Appalachian Winter Ritual
The hog killing always came after the first hard freeze, when the temperatures stayed low enough to keep meat from spoiling and the work could proceed without flies buzzing around the carcass. In the mountains of Western North Carolina, this usually meant late November or early December, though some years we waited until January if the weather stayed warm.
By Tim Carmichael11 months ago in Humans
The Map of My Voice On Vocal.Media
The Map of My Voice On Vocal.Media I never expected to find my voice in the places I did. Not on stages, not in crowded rooms, not through conversations where people talk over each other. My voice grew in quieter corners, in the places where I didn’t need to perform, only to feel. If I were to draw a map of how I found it, it wouldn’t look like rivers or roads. It would look like moments that tested me, broke me, and somehow rebuilt me.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 11 months ago in Humans
Laila and Majnoon
The Love That Refused to Die Long ago, in the wide and whispering deserts of Arabia, lived a young man named Qais. He belonged to a respected tribe, but he was known not for his strength or wealth—he was known for his heart. Qais had a rare gift for poetry, a softness that made him see beauty in every corner of the world. To him, the desert was never empty; it breathed, it sang, it carried secrets.
By Wings of Time 11 months ago in Humans
God and Love
Annabeth was standing in front of the dressing table, taking a detailed look at herself. She was wearing pearl studs in her ears, a delicate silver bracelet on her wrist, a light pink silk dupatta that slipped back into her hand and she put it back on her shoulder, and she was wearing silver high heels on her white velvet feet. Which was very flattering with the pink wide-leg pajamas and long frock.
By shahkar jalal11 months ago in Humans
Rebuilding Reciprocity
Truth alone can heal what pride has broken. The war between men and women is not natural. It is manufactured by a culture that rewards resentment and mocks responsibility. Men are not the enemy of women, and women are not the enemy of men. The true enemy is the spirit of division that turned cooperation into competition. To rebuild what was lost, both must return to the principle that made civilization possible: reciprocity.
By Peter Thwing - Host of the FST Podcast11 months ago in Humans
