Stream of Consciousness

Just Checking In On You
‘How are you doing?’ ‘I've been better, honestly.’ ‘Have you had any nutrients today?’ ‘Nah, I don't feel like it.’
By Moon Desert3 months ago in Fiction
The Silent Climb
In a peaceful village nestled between vast hills and serene lakes, lived a boy named Ayan. He was known for his quiet nature, yet his mind was bursting with dreams. Unlike his peers who were satisfied with routine, Ayan longed for adventure, exploration, and achievement—all synonyms of the ambitions he nurtured silently.
By meerjanan3 months ago in Fiction
The Silent Climb
In a quiet village nestled between green hills and calm lakes, there lived a boy named Ayan. He was quiet by nature, often seen sitting under the old fig tree with a faraway look in his eyes. While others played, he would sketch mountains, write in his worn notebook, and stare at the peaks beyond the horizon.
By meerjanan3 months ago in Fiction
The Lantern in the Attic
There was a house on the edge of the village that no one spoke of, not unless the wind was still and the night felt too long. It stood at the top of the hill, half-hidden by ivy and time, its windows clouded with dust, its porch sagging under the weight of years. The other children said it was cursed. They claimed they’d seen shadows where there should be none, heard laughter when the house had been empty for decades.
By meerjanan3 months ago in Fiction
The Window That Waited
In a quiet corner of the city, where the traffic never quite quieted and the buildings leaned into each other like old friends, stood a weathered apartment block with peeling paint and a rusted fire escape. It wasn’t grand or new, but it had stood for decades, holding stories in its walls.
By meerjanan3 months ago in Fiction
Chat GPT, Deepfakes, and AI Ethics: How Artificial Intelligence Is Changing the Face of Reality
Chat GPT, Deepfakes, and AI Ethics: How Artificial Intelligence Is Changing the Face of Reality A critical threshold has been crossed by artificial intelligence. It is starting to influence our perceptions of truth, creativity, and even reality itself, rather than merely speeding up our work or automating repetitive tasks. AI is compelling society to reconsider ethics, accountability, and the direction of technology, from Chat GPT providing complex answers in a matter of seconds to deepfakes that blur the distinction between real and artificial.
By Farida Kabir3 months ago in Fiction
The Silent War the World Is Already Fighting
The Silent War the World Is Already Fighting When people think about war, they imagine soldiers, tanks, and explosions. But today, some of the most dangerous battles are happening quietly—without gunfire, without borders, and often without the public even noticing. This is the age of cyber warfare, and it has already changed how nations compete for power.
By Wings of Time 3 months ago in Fiction
Silence. Top Story - June 2024. Content Warning.
I don’t remember the day the world ended. But I do remember the day I noticed. That photo was it, but I did not know what it meant until I sat in my darkened bathroom, staring at the newly developed film. The street was neither empty, nor abandoned. It was dead. The colours of the flowers wrapped in that red ribbon caught my eye, and as I crouched to take that photo, I could hear only the lonely silence of a graveyard after dark.
By Alexander McEvoy3 months ago in Fiction
The Alchemical Kitchen
The Alchemical Kitchen A Manual for Living Life Through a Spiritual Lens Preface: Before You Begin! Life does not arrive with instructions. This manual does not attempt to supply them. Instead, it offers orientation—like a compass rather than a map. To live spiritually is not to escape life, but to engage it consciously.
By Madhu Goteti 3 months ago in Fiction
I Love You
If love could feel, it would linger in your caress, a tingle that lasts long after you touch me. Your tender soul, kindled with the burning night, so pure to my heart as we lay wrapped in red silk sheets.
By Susan L. Marshall3 months ago in Fiction
Who Are We?
“Are we happy?” “Yes, mostly.” “Do we talk to dad still?” “No, we haven’t talked to him for years. But, that’s okay. It’s better this way.”
By Laura Lann3 months ago in Fiction
Per My Last Breakdown
“Don’t touch that, Mark.” “I’m touching it.” “Of course you are.” “You don’t own the copier, Claire.” “I own the consequences of you touching the copier.”
By Annie3 months ago in Fiction