Friendship
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 Alonsoabout 4 hours 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 McIntoshabout 10 hours ago in Confessions
The Voice and The Accent
My Voice and Accent I have a few videos up on YouTube and this is where people can hear me talk. I seriously don’t think my voice is special, in fact, I think I sound uncultured and fairly inept, however when people across the pond hear it some people think I sound a little more than acceptable.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred about 11 hours ago in Confessions
I Haven't Spoken to My Twin
THE MYTH OF TWIN CONNECTION 🔗 Everyone who learns that I have an identical twin sister immediately says some variation of "that must be so amazing, you must be so close, do you feel each other's pain, can you read each other's minds" and I smile and nod because the alternative is explaining that I have not spoken to my twin sister in five years and that the bond everyone assumes is magical and unbreakable broke under the weight of differences that our genetic identity was supposed to prevent but that grew wider with every year until the two people who shared a womb and a face and a childhood could no longer share a conversation without it ending in argument, resentment, and the particular pain of being hurt by someone who looks exactly like you 💔
By The Curious Writera day ago in Confessions
"Fixing" Made Drama
It's frustrating trying to have a relationship with someone you find out never wanted to have a real relationship with you in the first place. They present you with issues to fix that you didn't start. They don't even want the issues fixed in the proper way either. They don't want anything to happen where everyone gets a fair say, build trust, and find reasons to gain closer intimacy.
By Seashell Harpspring 3 days ago in Confessions
The Playlist He Made
How a Stranger's Music Healed What Therapy Couldn't TRACK ONE: THE DISCOVERY The playlist appeared on my Spotify account on a Wednesday afternoon six weeks after my divorce was finalized, a collection of thirty-seven songs titled "For the Girl Who Forgot How to Sing" shared by a user whose profile name was just the letter M and whose avatar was a photograph of a piano in an empty room, and I did not know anyone with this profile and I almost deleted it as spam except that the first song on the list was "Skinny Love" by Bon Iver which was my favorite song, a song I had listened to on repeat during the worst nights of my failing marriage when I would sit in my car in the driveway unable to go inside because the silence between my husband and me had become more threatening than the loneliness of the car, and the odds of a random spammer choosing this specific song as the opener of a playlist addressed to a girl who forgot how to sing seemed too coincidental to dismiss.
By The Curious Writer3 days ago in Confessions
Observations On An Ancient Childhood. Content Warning.
Introduction I do find it amusing and odd when certain things inspire me to write but I suppose that is just the way my mind works. This morning I went out to pick up my weekly deliverance of two pints of milk from McQueen's Dairies and that started me off for this story.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 5 days ago in Confessions
