Discover how Amir, from a small town in Norfolk, Nebraska, broke into the world of online income. In this stream, he shares honest reviews, tested platforms, personal wins (and mistakes), and practical guides for anyone looking to earn online—especially from outside major cities or even outside the U.S. Follow for real talk, no fluff.

The Writer’s Journey. A glimpse of the foggy eyes and frozen fingers of an aspiring author turning to stone with doubt and without control.

This is an excerpt from a book im writing & would like reviews & constructive criticism... i have 11 out of 17 chapters done

I used to wear strength like armor. Smiled when I wanted to scream. Said “I’m fine” so many times I forgot what the truth sounded like. But silence isn’t peace — it’s prison. And the night I finally whispered, “I’m not okay,” everything changed. Not all at once. Not beautifully. But honestly. And that was enough to begin again.

(Just a character description for now, sorry!) Shelly was a beige Shell girl who loved dinosaurs! Just your average neighborhood.. left out... Forgotten toon... that's right, up until now She's seems too sad to even go out of her room, nobody likes her, or at least she thought nobody liked her with how they've been treating her (Please go check out the Dandy's World game on Roblox to really get it, Also, Shout out to BlushCrunch studios for making the game!) C=Cosmo S=Shelly ?=Unknown

Today this note will talk about not giving in. It will help you understand your biggest enemy and why you let the outside forces win.

This is a poem I wrote a few years ago that I polished up about being a 20 something young adult going through an identity crisis.

Real forensic experts don’t speak in absolutes—and for good reason. This piece explains the legal and ethical limits behind what we can actually say, and why those rules matter.

About this poem just part of my story wanting to get out there maybe my struggle with mental health n struggles within myself can or maybe give someone the strength to keep pushing through. Your "NOT ALONE" just smile it'll be alright.

“Navigating the Crossroads” is a timely exploration of today’s complex world politics. From shifting global power dynamics and major geopolitical rivalries to climate diplomacy and regional transformations, this blog offers clear, insightful analysis of the forces shaping international relations in 2025. Whether you're a student, policymaker, or globally curious reader, this post provides a concise yet comprehensive overview of the current geopolitical landscape.

It's the Full Moon. A time to release old energies. A time to set up what you want to accomplish or set goals for the New Moon.

Depression and your home. Depression can cause the absence of motivation, especially when it comes to home life and chores. Let's talk about it!

A poem of exploration of addiction, spirituality and the cosmos as well as life itself. I will let you decide if it holds up for yourselves.

An exploration of what it means to have your life destroyed by a single individual, throughout all time as you exist now.

longing with uncertainty for an estranged identity within myself, aching for a graceful return though its banishment was imposed.

my poem of a fragmented, incantatory piece tracing the fool’s dance on the edge of self-destruction, referencing tarot archetypes and an exploration into the rawness of identity and turmoil.

My perspective as a young girl. It prompts contemplation about the meaning of life not only of me but for everyone? and it raises the question of why we are inclined to think so deeply about these existential matters.

A young girl sits in her room after another day of Mental and Emotional Abuse.. unbeknownst to all, it is the Last Time she will keep herself up with her own silent cries.

“Just Another Day at the Kuelper House” captures a lively morning of family chaos. Alyne’s energetic mischief includes swinging the cat, stealing her sister Hattie’s last cracker, and rejecting tea over a minor etiquette slip. Amid playful sibling drama and parenting challenges, the household buzzes with unpredictable antics. Despite the mess, the narrator finds joy in these moments, celebrating the unique, loving chaos that makes their home feel alive and special.

“Healing is a Spiritual Journey” is a poem born from the sacred spaces between pain and peace. It explores the tender, often unseen path we walk when we choose to face our wounds with grace. Healing isn’t linear—it’s layered, deeply personal, and often spiritual. Through each verse, I wanted to express how healing calls us inward: to reconnect with our spirit, reclaim our voice, and rediscover our worth. This poem is a reminder that even in our most broken places, there is light—and that light lives within us.