Stream of Consciousness
Drums of War
In the heart of the ancient kingdom of Aranthor, where rolling hills kissed the sky and emerald forests whispered secrets of old, the sound of drums echoed through the valleys. The rhythmic beating reverberated like a heartbeat, filling the air with tension and foreboding. The drums of war had begun to sound, and their ominous cadence heralded a storm brewing on the horizon.
By FRANCIS IKEGBUNAMabout a year ago in Humans
You Won't Always Know
My wife and I like to change up the way our living space is decorated from time to time. Sometimes, we will get new decorations for the room that we are changing up. Sometimes, we will organize it, and once in a blue moon, we might get a new piece of furniture. Therefore, when we decided that we needed to redo our living room in the beginning of 2020, we made a plan to get a new couch set. We hadn’t had a new couch since we had gotten married and the set that we did have was one that my wife had bought ten or twenty years prior. So, the furniture was passed due for an update, and we decided that we wanted to get a set that would be easier to have with little kids, one that wouldn’t stain as easily and one that wouldn’t be as risky to rip or tear if they were playing around. We went to the furniture store and looked around, trying to find a set that would match both our sense of taste and our comfort. After looking for a while, we found a faux leather set that was easy to clean up and had enough room for everyone to sit down. Not only that, but the color of the furniture was perfect for the modern design that we had established in that room, so we were sold on purchasing this new set. We went up to the counter and told the sales lady which set we wanted. She discussed delivery options with us and told us what the process was in getting the set to our home. Then, she charged us for the furniture so we could move on with the process. However, the charge didn’t go through, and both my wife and I looked at each other in shock. We knew the money was in there. We had saved for this purchase. We had planned it. So, we didn’t quite understand why we weren’t able to pay for our furniture. The lady tried again but the charge still didn’t go through, and after a half an hour of trying to figure this situation out, we decided to leave and go to the bank to figure out what was going on. Upon arriving at the bank, we found out that the money was in there. There was no explanation as to why the charge didn’t go through. We were frustrated and we decided not to get the furniture set because we had already gone through so much trouble trying to pay for it and the store had so many issues charging us. So, instead, we just kept the money. Ironically, a couple weeks later, a novel virus hit our country and we were all put on lockdown. At that point, we were very happy that we had saved the money that we were going to spend on furniture. We needed it. Our lives were turned upside down at that moment, and we spent the next two years in quarantine. So, after finding out about the new situation we were in, both my wife and I were happy that there was some kind of fatal flaw in charging our card for the furniture. It was like someone was trying to tell us to hold on to the money that we had, and since we did, it put us in a better place during a very rough time.
By Nicole Higginbotham-Hogueabout a year ago in Humans
To My Internet Mums ...
To my internet mums, It seems odd to me that only a few short months ago we were strangers, just part of an online group with a common aim and goal for self-improvement, and somehow … Now you are two of the most important people in my life. I see you as my family, because that is what you have been to me … my internet mums who I love.
By Savannah K. Wilsonabout a year ago in Humans
Racists In The Catholic Church Saint David's Willow Grove PA; "Immigrants bring diseases & need to be cleaned up!"
Thursday, 7 November 2024 By: TB Obwoge A Catholic man at Saint David's said that immigrants bring disease to the United States and need to be cleaned up.
By IwriteMywrongsabout a year ago in Humans
No Time for Grief. Top Story - November 2024.
There are so many devastated individuals today. Understandably so. If you are one of the many celebrating the victory of our new president, congratulations. You are some of the few who have the privilege of not needing to worry about your rights being taken away. Good for you. Please remember to show some sympathy for those who are less than ideal today.
By Kaitlyn Caneabout a year ago in Humans
Tell Me I Am Not
My friend reached out to you to ask if I was okay. You had no idea where she got the idea I would not be. You had no clue what the ask was in reference to or why the thought would ever occur to reach out to you. The idea that reaching out to you meant something. Something other than someone giving you attention. That you were not the root cause of the conversation, the reason to start the conversation. This is the smallest of infractions you have committed against me, yet it is sticking in my mind with industrial strength velcro. You were eager to share your response to them was something akin to a nonchalant “of course she’s fine.” You chose to follow this with an unsurprising and unprovoked inclusion of yourself, and how what may have somehow convinced her to possibly think I was not okay was due to something you were also *not* experiencing along with me. The automatic action of bringing yourself into something that started with me. As if it was even in the realm of possibility that we shared the same experience, the same life event, the same emotion. As if you would discern if I had experienced something other. We did not live the same reality. We never would.
By Dakota Love Danglerabout a year ago in Humans
I Like My Love, Old American Style Because This "New" Love Ain't It!
This world is so topsy-turvy when it comes to love. It’s like, I LOVE YOU BABY in one breath and then I CAN’T STAND YOU in the next. Well, dang babe! Where did all the love go that fast?! And just because I left the toilet seat up? Well, I’m sorry and I’ll never do it again. DANG!
By Digital_FootPrint1212about a year ago in Humans









