Stream of Consciousness
Word of the Day:払拭
The word of the day is odd because ChatGPT is choosing it so it doesn't necessarily go with what I am doing but whatever. I did learn some Japanese today becaue I had a tech issue that requires someone with both tech and japanese knowledge to help me solve.
By Kayla McIntoshabout 13 hours ago in Confessions
Surviving a Red-necked Nightmare. Content Warning.
It was the summer of 1984, and I was ten years old. We’d recently moved to Springtown, a rural town at the time outside of Fort Worth. We were city kids who knew barely anything of country life. Soon, each of us would have a crash course to introduce us to the community
By Mother Combsa day ago in Confessions
Tomorrow, and Tomorrow, and Tomorrow
Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow—it was a phrase Mira had first heard in a classroom where dust floated lazily in streaks of afternoon sunlight. Her literature professor had recited it slowly, like a spell, explaining how time could stretch endlessly forward, carrying both hope and despair in its wake.
By Ibrahim Shah 3 days ago in Confessions
TACTICAL INVISIBILITY: REFLECTIONS FROM THE VOID. 🌑🛡️
THE THRESHOLD OF THE ORIGINAL FREQUENCY A Manual for Breaking the Board We live submerged in constant sensory saturation where what the system calls "connectivity" is, in reality, a bombardment of frequencies designed to keep consciousness in a low, reactive state of vibration. This is the exact space where that noise stops completely. It is not a simple pause in the road, but a necessary tactical disconnection so that the original frequency can be tuned in once again. That frequency is not something you must learn from a book or buy in a store; it is something you must remember from the deepest part of your being. It is the pure sound of your sovereignty before being processed by the filters of education, the market, and external validation. Here, we do not seek comfort for your social "character"—that mask built to be accepted and to avoid being labeled as "sick." That character is a creation of the system, a battery that feeds the machine. Here, we seek the fragments of code that will allow your true consciousness to take absolute command.
By Lorena Alonso5 days ago in Confessions
Word of the Day:パイ
When I saw this recipe, I was very intrigued about how this would taste. My last experience with Earl Grey was a plain-black liquidly orange peel; something the Grinch would drink, for sure; My mom considered it more of a breakfast drink, since she would always eat a pastry with either a cup of coffee or Earl Grey. I was determined to channel my 1/4th British self, and bring some sort of dignity to the idea of tea-pie.
By Kayla McIntosh5 days ago in Confessions
