fact or fiction
Is it a fact or is it merely fiction? Fact or Fiction explores the lesser known truths in the corporate culture of Journal.
To what extent is the use of animals in scientific research acceptable?
An estimated 1.7-2.2 million vertebrates are used for research, training, and testing each year, with less than 1 percent of people killed for food.9 About 85 percent of these rodents and mice were bred for research purposes. The largest proportion (50%) of animals (37%) are mice used in basic research to improve the health and protection of various species, as well as research used such as the development of antibiotics and vaccines. Another important area is drug research and vaccine and other biological research and cancer research (30%), and animals are used for other purposes such as basic research and diagnosis.
Myths About Insurance Agencies
With all of its complexities and restrictions, life insurance may be difficult to understand. This post will look at the top ten life insurance myths to make the journey to cover a bit easier.
Why Side Hustle is a Word that has Virtualized Among Creators
The word Side Hustle has been mentioned in over 5,900 Medium stories and written about by over 3,700 Medium writers. Making the word Side Hustle, one of the most popular Tags within Medium.
Confessions of the Mad
If you missed my last installment and want to catch up, you can do so by clicking here. 30 August 2021 My husband was very hurt again today. I feel so bad for him and want to sympathize.
A New Tale
I wake up in the morning and wonder why I'm still here. What it this force that makes me get up out of my bed and do my daily tasks? It's like being a ghost in everybody's shadow and no one understands me. People walk by me like I'm not not there and yet I still contain my anger. I can never understand why I let them walk over me, it's like someone else takes my place in the day. But what they don't know is when the sun goes down my true form breaks free. Everyone has a beast lying inside them but some can become that beast. The animal of freedom and protection, the wolf. However unlike the stories of werewolves I don't turn into a humanoid but a wolf. The grey wolf to be exact. I love those days where I run through the trees so wild and free. I can be myself and do what I dream of, to run with the wolves. No longer am I held by the chains of day because when night fall comes I break free. I could fly to the sky's limits as the creature I was born to be, the winged wolf. Luna was the last of her kind and her spirit is passed down for generations. But the joy never lasts for at sunrise I'm back to the chains of my cage as a human. I watch the way people push her around filling my once joy and pure spirit to a being of hate and revenge. The wolf is known to protect so to see someone pick on the weak fills me with rage. They laugh at me, they mock me, but I walk away with the upper hand because karma will hit the ten times harder. But some days I can't help but think if there was something else they planned for me. But I may never know what would have happened if I made different choices. What would have happened if I said something different? I sometimes wish I could change the past and made a different choice but I can't. So my life repeats in this never ending cycle that stays the same no matter what different choices I try to make. I ask myself what am I doing so wrong that everything never changes? Why was I cursed this way? Some days I wish I never got up out of my bed. When I think I've seen it all another thing fly's my way. What did I do to deserve this? Why did it have to be me? Why am I cursed this way? All I've ever asked was to be normal but try as I might I will never be normal because I'm not normal. I feel like in the middle of two fighting sides of good and bad. What was set for me to be this way? What am I supposed to do? Because everyday I'm walking in a never ending cycle of purpose and finding the truth to what I am. Ever time only bringing me right back to the start. Everyone loves to hear my adventures and stories but there becomes a time when all your tales been told it's just not the same as before. No one understands why I feel this way but it's been hard on my me to bear all these things. All those times I should have died someone or something saved me from it. All my life wondering who was the cause of it I realize the truth is much, much darker than I thought. The truth goes to a whole nother being and a whole nother power than I thought. Which completely changes the whole course of my life as I know it and what I thought I was. Well for me everyone one puts labels on people and things but the biggest label is the automatic assumption that "the devil" and "demons are bad". For one I would actually say "the devil" is a huge messed up label because he actually has a name, Lucifer. You call yourself by your name and other's names by theirs so why the hell do people pick on Lucifer? It is simple. Because of the stories. If you didn't know Lucifer was once an angel. And the idea that he rules hell, is a myth that people made up. The actually thing that happened was that he was cursed to live in hell until he can find love. Once he can learn to love again he would be set free. But after his heart already being broken by someone he doesn't trust others. So being set free is actually alot more harder than you may think. Lucifer is also know as the fallen angel because he is a angel who has fallen. All my life someone lived in my shadow protecting me throughout my life. But it wasn't someone from heaven but I believe it's Lucifer himself. Sometimes I even think I may be the person to set him free. But I may never know until my last day on this planet. But that day could be so far away so it's hard on me. But I can always dream of the day. So I reach for a hand so far and thrive for it. Because that is what I believe is worth running for.
My First Story on Vocal CAME TRUE!
The first story I wrote for Vocal Media helped all of my dreams come true!! The first piece I ever submitted to Vocal was called CHOOSE, for the Little Black Book Challenge. It was the first time I ever wrote for a challenge, and the first time I was truly inspired by another’s prompt. The story came to me as I wrote each word, and it even helped me to step into my style as a fiction writer. To me, my stories feel the most powerful when there is much left unsaid. Unresolved cliff-hangers have become my specialty…
I’ve never quite found myself. I feel as though I spend my time like lint from the bottoms of my empty pockets. There is so much I desire to do. So much I have to say, yet I’m quiet. Trapped behind my eyes that gaze forward. I’ve been told I am beautiful for the way I look, but inside I cannot see myself. Who is she? I ask the deceiving mirror. Ms. Mirror whispers lies onto me. She tells me I am simple. I am just flesh and bone, mysterious eyes where my soul resides.
A few seconds, maybe a minute
'For sale, new baby shoes never worn,' it said on the little piece of white card just like the ones we see in newsagent windows. Strange bookmark for a book on book keeping.
Sep 21: World Peace Day
International Day of Peace is a United Nations-sanctioned holiday and is celebrated every September 21st to be International Day of Peace also known as World Day of Peace. In this beautiful picture book, the young British filmmaker tells how he has persuaded world leaders to make this day. International Peace Day is celebrated annually on 21 September. It is a UN holiday that ends war and violence and promotes world peace.
Journal entry #3
July 1st 2021 Now here is a little life update that I have not done in a while. I moved out of my parents house and into a new city. It has been good overall but some ups and downs have come along the way. Now this is not something that is new to me but it is hard for me to adapt to because I cling on to the highs of my life so tightly.
The museum of Modern Art- best Museum in the world
The Louver is perhaps the most seasoned exhibition hall on the planet. It is situated in the focal point of Paris and was implicit the twelfth century as a post. It opened its entryways in 1793.
Elon Musk SpaceX Starlink Satellite
Starlink is too low for 550 kilometers to be removed from Earth by air resistance and will burn in a few years, but it will not be a space consumer when it dies, a problem SpaceX wants to deal with spacecraft.