Stream of Consciousness
Should Elder Siblings Share Responsibility Towards Younger Siblings?
As I am fond of reading, I keep searching for different topics, especially those from real life. While scrolling my Facebook, I read a letter from 27 27-year-old girl enquiring about the opinions of readers regarding her thoughts.
By Ainy Abraham2 years ago in Humans
The Followers: A Dystopian Scroll
The year is 2042. Zenith City isn't a place, it's a perpetual performance. Towering chrome edifices gleam with holographic advertisements for the latest augmented reality filters and virtual reality vacations. Physical interaction is an archaic custom, replaced by the gentle hum of haptic gloves and the bioluminescent glow of neural implants. Everyone, from sanitation workers to CEOs, is a potential influencer, meticulously curating their lives for their legions of followers on "The Stream," the ubiquitous social media platform that dictates Zenith City's every facet.
By Nada soliman2 years ago in Humans
Maize of Color
First published in Short Edition, July 2020, 1st place community winner of Color it in America short fiction contest During the time of the ancient world in this land, the color was a gift of light granted to us to determine the vitality of plants, animals, and the weather. What our eyes would not see our ears would hear by listening to sound and our skin would feel the radiant heat of the sun:
By Tony Martello2 years ago in Humans
The Girl Outside the Boys Hostel
On any given evening, one could spot her near the entrance to the boys' hostel, casually leaning against the iron bars of the bus stop students used to board buses inside the huge university campus. She was a familiar face to many of the residents, her presence both fascinating and, to some, a source of gossip. The boys' hostel, a large brick building, used to be busy with activities and the energy of young students. The hostel was traditionally reserved for male students, and visitors from the outside, especially women, weren't a common sight.
By Younus Bhat2 years ago in Humans
The Fire of Judgment: A Terrifying Tale of Hell and the End of Days in Islamic Tradition
In the final days, when the world is consumed by flames and the earth trembles with the weight of its sins, a darkness like no other shall descend upon the land. The skies will be ablaze with fire, and the air thick with the stench of brimstone. It is the Day of Judgment, the Day of Reckoning, when all shall be held to account for their deeds, both good and evil.
By Nada soliman2 years ago in Humans
Exploring the Enigma of the Indian Holy Man
Delving into the Essence In the kaleidoscope of Indian spirituality, the figure of the Indian holy man stands as an emblem of divine connection and esoteric wisdom. Embarking on a journey to understand the intricacies of these revered individuals unveils a tapestry woven with centuries of tradition, mysticism, and devotion. Join us as we unravel the layers of enigma surrounding the Indian holy man, delving into their significance, practices, and impact on both the spiritual and societal realms.
By quizat karim2 years ago in Humans
Deep dark depths
So it dawned on me, what you may ask ? The fact that life can’t go on like this anymore. I said to myself he will not get me down , I refuse to enter the dark hole of depression again. Not for me but for the four little lives that depend on me first and foremost…….
By Teresa Bomparola2 years ago in Humans
INTERESTED FACTS . Content Warning.
1. Mordor is a real place its location, however, is a bit different from what we've read in Tolkin Works Mordor is the home of Saon the evil antagonist in The Lord of the Rings novels and movies and while JRR tolkin Middle Earth was a work of fiction Mordor is a real place according to USA Today it's a dark and mysterious area on Kon one of Pluto's moons that often looks exactly like an old or dried red blood stain and yes the creepy red spot was named after the novel not the other way around
By wealth mastery2 years ago in Humans
A Hiatus Turned Reflection . Top Story - April 2024.
No, I wasn't dead, nor fighting off some great mystical beast tyrannizing a group of villagers. To those who look forward to what I have to say, or to put it better, write, I am genuinely sorry for my disappearance from the Vocal platform and community.
By Masibat Zadah2 years ago in Humans







