Stream of Consciousness
The Marks That Didn’t Define Guluna. AI-Generated.
By Fatima Sami The village of Daggar rested quietly between two gentle hills, where narrow dusty paths passed by small mud houses and evenings carried the smell of wood smoke and soil. Life in Daggar was slow and predictable, shaped by morning prayers, school hours, and long sunsets. Dreams in such a place were often modest—but for some, they were deeply powerful.
By Fatima Sami about a month ago in Confessions
Word of the Day: 子羊
I am just trying to talk to Jahon now and he keeps on talking about strange things, I think he is just testing my capability to do things but I am really maintaining my timer, I really have to live by that for real. I mean he is wanting food and stuff and I am like, " eat whatever is in the fridge. " Since he sort of passed out before we could go to the food court.
By Kayla McIntoshabout a month ago in Confessions
The Truth Waits
I turned 30 this year, a year that is drawing closer every day. Faster and without reserve, and I wish I could slow it down. I read that if you wake up and mark the beginning of your day, and then mark the end of your day, the days don't seem so fast. I haven't started doing that yet, but I should. I should do many things.
By Jazzy 2 months ago in Confessions
USA, Israel, and Iran-What’s Really Happening
Tensions in the Middle East: USA, Israel, and Iran — What’s Really Happening In the past few days, international attention has focused on a high-profile meeting between Israeli Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu and former U.S. President Donald Trump at Trump’s private estate in Florida. The talks were not about routine diplomacy — they centered on growing concerns over Iran’s ballistic missile and nuclear programs and how the United States and Israel might respond.
By Wings of Time 2 months ago in Confessions
Who a person is to begin with
I recently entered into an argument with a long time friend, we argued about politics and on our point of view when it came to global politics happening right now in the world, I’ll spare you the details, the main point was I disagreed with how it was being done meanwhile he agreed.
By real Jema2 months ago in Confessions
I Didn’t Know I Was Allowed to Say No
No one raised their voice. No one threatened anything. That’s what makes it hard to explain. It happened in a room that felt official enough to be intimidating and ordinary enough to seem safe. The kind of place where clocks tick too loudly and the chairs are meant to keep you alert, not comfortable. Someone stood while I sat. Someone spoke while I listened. The imbalance was subtle, but it was there.
By Megan Stroup2 months ago in Confessions
Between Hate and Love
Have you ever paused to wonder how quickly love can turn into hate—or how hate can quietly mask love beneath the surface? One moment you care deeply, and the next you feel anger, resentment, or distance. This emotional tension is something almost everyone experiences, yet few truly understand. Between hate and love lies a powerful, confusing, and deeply human space—one that shapes our relationships, decisions, and even our sense of self.
By John Smith2 months ago in Confessions
The Quiet Power of Presence: Trust, Desire, and the Weight of Being
I can still feel the chill of that evening, the way it made my skin keenly aware of itself. I leaned against the balcony railing of a small apartment, watching the streetlights flicker below, glowing softly through the dimming dusk. He was there, a few steps away, his gaze on the streets as if he could read the rhythm of life beneath him. There was nothing performative in his posture, no dramatic gesture to draw attention. Yet the way he existed in that space—calm, grounded, and unassuming—pulled me in. I became painfully aware of how his presence shaped the air around him, shaping me in subtle, unnameable ways.
By SATPOWER2 months ago in Confessions
