Secrets
Spreading Myself Thin
“I myself have never been able to find out precisely what feminism is: I only know that people call me a feminist whenever I express sentiments that differentiate me from a doormat, or a prostitute.” ― Rebecca West, ‘The Young Rebecca: Writings’ (1911–1917)
By Shayan Asghar 3 years ago in Confessions
The next morning
Ali Sa and Zulu spent the night in peace and joy. The next morning, when the emerald-green woke up and put it away, she sat there, cut some silk into a curtain, painted all kinds of birds and animals and strange flowers and plants according to her own wishes, and embroidered them carefully with gold, silver and colored thread. Eight days later, a gorgeously embroidered door curtain was finished. It is full of lifelike flowers, insects and birds, can be called an artistic treasure. She rolled up the curtain with satisfaction and handed it to Ali Sa with the following command:
By stephen million3 years ago in Confessions
TAKE A JOKE, SWEETHEART
He leaned over my desk, his body casting a shadow over my writing. Two fists were suddenly pressed hard next to my book, giving him an air of undeserved authority. “You know they're just joking, right?” His voice was gentle, as if he were speaking to a timid animal.
By Daniel B. Usang 3 years ago in Confessions
SILENT NO MORE
“Is he gay?” "I think so.” “Yeah, I'm pretty sure.” “Ask him.” “Hey, are you–” The last period bell cut off the cacophony of fresh gossip. My ears burned with embarrassment, and I walked away as quickly as possible, feeling clunky and awkward. There had always been rumors about my sexual orientation, but the painfully straightforward questions made me cringe. I tried to shrug off the girls' malice as ignorance, but I became preoccupied with thought. My blood rose with anger as I heard their laughter in the background. Inhibitions blinded, I rashly shouted, “Some people are so rude!”
By Daniel B. Usang 3 years ago in Confessions
When Love Takes Flight
Chapter 1: Serendipitous Encounters In the quaint streets of a bustling city, Emma, a free-spirited young woman, finds herself inexplicably drawn to the enigmatic charm of Ryan. Their paths cross amidst the bustling crowds, and a spark ignites in their eyes. It is a serendipitous encounter that sets their hearts alight, marking the beginning of a captivating love story.
By Faisal Bilal3 years ago in Confessions
Unlocking the Mysteries: Tarot Cards Revealed
Introduction (Word Count: 95) Tarot cards have captivated humanity for centuries, with their enigmatic symbols and profound insights into the human psyche. Derived from ancient occult practices, tarot cards serve as a powerful tool for divination, self-reflection, and spiritual guidance. This article aims to explore the fascinating world of tarot cards, shedding light on their history, structure, symbolism, and the art of reading them. Whether you're a skeptic or a believer, the tarot deck holds profound wisdom that can provide clarity and guidance in navigating life's twists and turns.
By Muntaha3 years ago in Confessions
People only have one life
People only have one life, so it is more precious. And the person's life is very short, short we have not come and do what disappeared. I have spent one fifth of my life, but I don't seem to have figured out what I want to do, or want to do, with the other four fifths. Kant once said, "Living without an aim is like sailing without a compass." And that's exactly what my life is like right now -- aimless. That's not to say I never had goals. Vaguely remember, when I was in primary school, the teacher asked us, what is your dream or goal? I wanted to be a stewardess. Yes, that was my dream. Now in retrospect, how naive and ignorant I was at the beginning, but I do not know how much effort to achieve dreams and goals. And now, I know, goals and dreams are gone, too. I often think about how a person's life is meaningful. It does not seem easy to unify the world as the First Emperor unified the six countries, or to discover that there is another planet in the vast universe where living things can live. In fact, it is. I did not have Einstein's intelligence and wisdom, no Napoleon's courage and ambition, no Beethoven's musical genius cells. I'm just an ordinary person without any talent. I searched for the answer to what I should do to make my short life meaningful. Gently pick up a fallen leaf, in the hands of careful observation, the leaves have been yellow. Looking up at the source of the fallen leaves, a big, bare tree that had lost all its glory, I seemed to find the answer... Life, in many cases, we are not for their own voice on the drawing board, but for the hope of people who love us piled up brilliant.People only have one life, so it is more precious. And the person's life is very short, short we have not come and do what disappeared. I have spent one fifth of my life, but I don't seem to have figured out what I want to do, or want to do, with the other four fifths. Kant once said, "Living without an aim is like sailing without a compass." And that's exactly what my life is like right now -- aimless. That's not to say I never had goals. Vaguely remember, when I was in primary school, the teacher asked us, what is your dream or goal? I wanted to be a stewardess. Yes, that was my dream. Now in retrospect, how naive and ignorant I was at the beginning, but I do not know how much effort to achieve dreams and goals. And now, I know, goals and dreams are gone, too. I often think about how a person's life is meaningful. It does not seem easy to unify the world as the First Emperor unified the six countries, or to discover that there is another planet in the vast universe where living things can live. In fact, it is. I did not have Einstein's intelligence and wisdom, no Napoleon's courage and ambition, no Beethoven's musical genius cells. I'm just an ordinary person without any talent. I searched for the answer to what I should do to make my short life meaningful. Gently pick up a fallen leaf, in the hands of careful observation, the leaves have been yellow. Looking up at the source of the fallen leaves, a big, bare tree that had lost all its glory, I seemed to find the answer... Life, in many cases, we are not for their own voice on the drawing board, but for the hope of people who love us piled up brilliant.
By keith carlson3 years ago in Confessions
The Power Behind a Man
Times have changed, and priorities have shifted throughout and in all aspects of life. The elevation of women is here, and we are standing in our power stronger than ever before, but what does that mean for men? Women have never had the power they hold today or the ability to be heard and make changes in the world and the future as we know it. This was once a man's job. How do two species coincide and share the same strength and power? It's easier than one would think. Everyone team player in a sport has a job, and that job needs direct direction, as long a job or assignment is assigned then anyone man or woman can follow. Expectations are to be set and an ultimate goal must be within reach. This is another case of balance. I'm calling it existing the new world of elevation. Even the children are being managed differently. The importance of a father goes without say, and the more involved a father is the better outcome of the children, and that is being balanced in homes more and more. Working in the medical field for 2 decades has proven a lot of what I'm discussing more dads are bringing their kids to physicals and doctors appts etc and the security in the kids varies and seems to have a safer feel. Do you have to be a father to be a leader? Of course, not! Regardless of who is doing what we have the knowledge that there is a very important gene difference in men and women primarily around emotions and hormones. However, women have proven to be able to work, raise families and multitask independently when needed or if a situation arises.
By Samantha Mazola3 years ago in Confessions
"Whispers of the Crimson Moon"
In the mystical realm of Eldoria, where the ethereal moon bathed the land in its crimson glow, a forbidden love story unfolded. In this world of ancient secrets and hidden desires, two souls dared to defy the night and follow the whispers of their hearts.
By Hassan Abdullah3 years ago in Confessions
