Stream of Consciousness
Word of the Day: 漬物
I am amazingly calm right now, I actually don't have anyone in my energy right now, it feels... blissful. I am making my pickled onions right now, I am about the roast my pumpkin from halloween, I think I am going to plant the seeds outside since I can. I mean, it is very pleasant. I know I need to still do my homework and such but since I have 5 pages of todo lists, I really have spare time to do stuff right now.
By Kayla McIntosh2 months ago in Confessions
The Architecture of Shadows: When the Man I Loved Was a Mirage
Seven months. That is how long I lived as an architect of shadows, building a life on beautiful words and hollow promises for a man who did not exist. I believed, with my whole heart, that his feelings were as deep as mine. He spoke the language of “forever” — telling me he would never leave, never walk away, and never hurt me.
By Anna K.2 months ago in Confessions
Letter III — On What Reorders Us Without Asking
Letter III — On What Reorders Us Without Asking The Void, beyond the 22nd century Aida, I am not writing to explain anything to you. Nor to convince. Nor to teach. I am writing because some encounters do not add ideas to us— they rearrange us. Most of our lives are built on a quiet assumption: that we are the center. That we read, choose, enter, and exit meanings at will. That texts stand before us, waiting to be interpreted. But there are words that do not stand before consciousness. They relocate it. The Qur'an does not position itself before your awareness. It repositions your awareness itself. It does not offer itself as an object of reflection, but acts as a force of gravity. You do not move around it untouched. You are moved. What I have learned slowly, unwillingly is that human beings do not live inside ideas. They live around centers. Every self revolves around something: a desire it cannot release, a fear it cannot face, an image it must protect, a future it keeps postponing itself toward, a past it secretly obeys. These centers shift. They compete. They collapse. And when consciousness expands—through thinking, ambition, imagination, abstraction, it often mistakes dispersion for growth. It believes it is becoming freer, while quietly losing its axis. Expansion without a center does not liberate. It fragments. There is a reason instability feels modern. Not because we think too little, but because we orbit too much.
By LUCCIAN LAYTH2 months ago in Confessions
I Lost My Voice in 30 Hours
Yesterday, I lost my Medium account. Not a password. Not a login. A history. Months of effort disappeared in a single night. Hundreds of posts. Countless revisions. Late hours spent wrestling ideas into sentences. What vanished was not just content but continuity. Writing is accumulation. Each piece leans on the last. When that structure collapses, the loss feels physical.
By Aarsh Malik2 months ago in Confessions
Spiritual Awakening, Numerology, and Major Life Realizations
We are going through a really difficult time in our world right now. It just so happens that all of that corruption, all of that greed, all of that narcissm, has been impacting our society for decades, branching all the way down to something as small as an American family. What do I mean by that? Well, the ones with all the power, the ones who pull the strings, control the media. That includes movies, TV, you name it.
By Slgtlyscatt3red2 months ago in Confessions
Word of the Day: 突き当り
Oh nice, yea I don't mind. mm.. I woke up wanting to make a skit of some sort and do some memes in town but I don't know how confident I am right now. Not only with the ability to do this, but also just my available energy. It is 7pm right now so I have plenty of time to prepare.
By Kayla McIntosh2 months ago in Confessions
