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Embrace the Relaxing Rhythms
Amidst the hustle and bustle of our modern lives, where time flows like a relentless river, there exists a musical sanctuary that offers solace and serenity—a refuge from the cacophony of the world. Welcome to the enchanting realm of Lofi Jams, where the relaxing rhythms echo like whispers of nostalgia and entwine your soul in a gentle embrace.
Reynol BrennanPublished 10 months ago in BeatSDCC Recap
For us day 2 was Saturday and though it was slightly less busy then Friday we were still kind of running around a lot. We ended Saturday at about 13,000 steps and my hips were killing me by the end of the day. We not only got a lot of panels and things done, but I got to do some networking and we finally made our way to the exhibit floor.
Alexandrea CallaghanPublished 10 months ago in GeeksFilmmakers Randall Miller and Jody Savin Creating Documentary About Holocaust Survivor’s Amazing Art
When Jody Savin and Randall Miller, a husband-and-wife filmmaking duo who produced “Bottle Shock,” stumbled all through Trudie Strobel, they understood they'd encountered somebody one of a kind.
Randall MillerPublished 10 months ago in FictionA tale of a clumsy kitty
Oh my beautiful majestic kitty How you love to sit so pretty! You always surprise me with your new spots you find to lounge in.
Lane BurnsPublished 10 months ago in Poets"the power of love that keeps a person alive"
Once upon a time in a quaint little village, there lived a kind-hearted and cheerful woman named Lily. She was beloved by all who knew her, for her warm smile and caring nature could brighten even the gloomiest of days. Lily had a secret, though – a power she possessed that was beyond the comprehension of the villagers.
Faisal MakmoenPublished 10 months ago in FictionGerman folk tale "Girl in Red"
Once upon a time there was a beautiful girl in a German villageShe loved to wear the red robe given to her by her grandmother. Her people called her the girl in red
Yadi TaryadiPublished 10 months ago in FictionResting myself
I feel a change within me That I fear others cannot see. A sad and dark coming That my soul has been summoning. Like a bud closing it’s petals in
Lane BurnsPublished 10 months ago in PoetsGutter
We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars. - Oscar Wilde Pinky was late. It wasn't like her to be late. She was one of the few people it seemed these days who still relied on a watch to tell the time and not a glowing little screen. Besides, she didn't have a place to really charge said glowing little screen, and she didn't have the money to keep it turned on. Not many of us did. Every now and then, someone would get a free phone and service through some program, and it would usually end up stolen and therefore useless. So, there I was, peeping the time on the CNN building, waiting for Pinky while Boo paced and milked a cigarette. I always said she was too young to be smoking, but she didn't have much else to calm her nerves. I wanted to glance up at the clock again, and tried to stop myself. A watched pot never boils or something, right? Time seemed to not matter much on the streets while also mattering a little too much. It only took a second to lose everything. I gave in, and looked up at the clock.
Josey PickeringPublished 10 months ago in Fiction