Humanity
My Vocal Bad
Image from Pinterest Introduction You may think that this is going to be a negative post, it will hopefully be seen as positive and supportive to everyone in the Vocal Facebook Groups and that immediately has given me an idea. I often list my favourite Vocal Groups at the end of some of my posts. If I take that list and turn it into a pseudo poem then I can just attach it to relevant posts going forward, so it will appear here as well.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred about 18 hours ago in Confessions
My Unknown Confession. Content Warning.
Yes, let's start confessing in this world of a new life as progress comes. I am happy even though uncertain of control they use against us in this day and time. The damages I see to education though I fear maybe forever haunting those effected. I fear I get towards this life is a hidden slave trade of children after being noted by a judge that holds. I still feel it goes against freedom and the fear of losing freedom is certain in my mind. I would not want to see children traded for food or life style especially further discomforted by a unwanted life style being forced by a different education. When the Federal Government came out uncertain and spoke to myself I was shocked from just seeing the condition of the unrealistic possibilities a corporal on a trail and not a ranger, wow! Hmm, as I wonder what advantage cops have over rangers in this day and age out a trial where the animal kingdom plays such a great influence in which we are under. Will the rangers be more limited to use over them in control with 9-1-1 and a different securing of Homeland.
By Jeffrey Allisona day 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
The Childfree Choice: Why More Women Are Quietly Saying "No" to Motherhood. Content Warning. AI-Generated.
What if the pressure isn’t time but expectation? More women today are choosing not to have children, not because they can’t, but because they’ve actually thought about it and decided it’s not the life they want. That alone marks a huge shift from the past, when motherhood wasn’t really a choice, just something expected. Now, for the first time, more women feel like they can pause, question, and decide for themselves. And that freedom is changing everything.
By Anyi Reconcoa day ago in Confessions
From Small Voices to Big Change: How Local Engagement Fuels Worldwide Impact
The idea that small actions can shape the world is not new, but today it feels more real than ever. Communities now connect faster, share ideas easily, and inspire change across borders. At the center of this movement is a simple truth: local engagement fuels worldwide impact. When people act within their own neighborhoods, they build strong roots. Those roots can grow into global movements that affect millions.
By Convoy of Hopea 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 Alonso4 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
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 5 days ago in Confessions
The Sovereign Plane: Navigating the Architecture of the Black Zone
Phase 1: The Protocol of Definitive Disconnection Awakening in the Fissure The modern world is currently experiencing a phenomenon that is often mislabeled by prevailing medical and social institutions. What is commonly described as a mental health crisis, a persistent state of depression, or a failure in social integration is, in many cases, the initial spark of a profound spiritual awakening. It is the precise moment when a conscious individual begins to perceive the structural cracks in the simulated sky of our reality.
By Lorena Alonso5 days ago in Confessions
