Stream of Consciousness
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.7 days 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 LAYTH9 days 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 Malik10 days 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 Slgtlyscatt3red10 days 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 McIntosh10 days ago in Confessions
I think my soulmate found me in my dream
Another normal, boring evening. Made dinner, ate that and went to bed. I have been working on building my online business and following my heart calling. It is actually quite strange for me to be doing this and I know there is going to be people judging me. Honestly I think thats the hardest part. Staying true and believing in yourself through all of it. Im going to share how I did it.
By Ella Loftus11 days ago in Confessions
Word of the Day: 横断歩道
Unfortunately I don't have time to retain anything anymore since I am barraged with the enviroment. I used to be able to learn 500 chinese characters a week and then, a bunch of jealous fucks told me to slow down. I felt self conscious of my ability to learn.
By Kayla McIntosh11 days ago in Confessions
Word of the Day: 大使館
So basically, I am sort of annoyed. I think that is going to be my defacto mood for whenever I am working around people and not able to be completely creative to my full potential. The thing is, the conversations aren't stimulating anymore and no one actually wants to get to anywhere.
By Kayla McIntosh11 days ago in Confessions
