Bad habits
World War 3: Why the Fear Is Growing, Why the Future Is Not Decided
World War 3: Why the Fear Is Growing—and Why the Future Is Not Decided In recent years, the phrase “World War 3” has moved from history books into daily conversation. It appears in news headlines, political speeches, social media debates, and comment sections across the internet. For many people, it represents a growing fear that the world is drifting toward another global catastrophe. But fear alone does not explain why this idea has become so powerful—or why it demands careful discussion rather than panic.
By Wings of Time 24 days ago in Confessions
Mirror, Mirror: The Long Road to Reconciling with the Body I Tried to Hide for Years. AI-Generated.
Encrypted Invisibility: Years of Living Behind a Firewall Amid the cold clamor of the city, the silence of the system became my only sanctuary. My clothes were never merely fabric; they were layers of code I programmed to shield myself from the intrusive scans of strangers. Every oversized sweater and pulled-up hood served as a physical firewall, encrypting my existence and filtering the world’s harsh gaze. To the public, I was a ghost in the machine—a stray packet of data lost in transmission. I stopped viewing my body as a living, evolving entity, seeing it instead as legacy hardware: a system riddled with vulnerabilities no patch could ever fix. I wasn't seeking maintenance; I was waiting for a total migration, a final shutdown. Existing in power-saving mode, I remained completely withdrawn, guarding my core from the corrosive eyes that sought to dismantle me.
By Mohammad Hammash24 days ago in Confessions
The Three Reins That Control a Human Being. AI-Generated.
Human beings like to believe they are free. Free to choose, free to decide, free to walk away. Yet, if we look closely, every person is quietly guided by invisible reins—forces that pull, steer, and sometimes break us. They say a human being is controlled by two reins: hunger and stubbornness. Without hunger, we cannot survive. Without stubbornness, we cannot endure. But there is a third rein—one that is rarely spoken of, yet far more powerful than the other two. Love. Hunger: The Silent Commander Hunger is the most honest force in human life. It does not negotiate. It does not care about pride, principles, or promises. When hunger speaks, everything else becomes quiet. For hunger, a person wakes before dawn. For hunger, a person bends, struggles, and compromises. For hunger, dreams are postponed and dignity is sometimes traded. People say, “I would never do that.” But hunger has a way of changing “never” into “necessary.” Ironically, while humans spend their lives chasing bread, there comes a point where bread begins to consume the human. The routine, the exhaustion, the endless chase for survival slowly eats away at joy, creativity, and peace. We eat to live—but often end up living only to eat. Stubbornness: The Fire That Refuses to Die If hunger keeps us alive, stubbornness keeps us moving. Stubbornness is the voice that says, “I will not give up.” Sometimes it saves us. Sometimes it destroys us. History is full of people who reached greatness because they refused to bow. And it is equally full of people who lost everything because they refused to bend. They say stubbornness can carry a man to the gallows—and still not let him surrender. It is a strange force. It looks like strength, feels like courage, but often hides fear beneath it. Fear of being wrong. Fear of losing. Fear of admitting pain. Stubbornness does not always ask whether the path is right. It only asks whether you are willing to suffer for it. And Then Comes Love Just when a human believes he understands himself—love enters. Quietly. Softly. Without permission. Love does not announce itself like hunger. It does not burn like stubbornness. It simply settles inside, changing everything without asking. Suddenly, hunger loses its command. Food is on the table, but the appetite is gone. Suddenly, stubbornness loses its pride. The strongest person becomes unsure, hesitant, vulnerable. Love rewrites priorities without warning. The Third Rein Some people realize, too late, that they are not controlled by two reins—but by three. Hunger. Stubbornness. And you. And “you” are the hardest rein of all. Because hunger hurts the body. Stubbornness exhausts the mind. But love—love unsettles the soul. Sleepless Nights and Silent Days Love steals sleep first. A person lies in bed, eyes closed, mind wide awake. Conversations replay. Words unsaid echo louder than those spoken. The ceiling becomes a witness to thoughts that cannot be shared. Then love steals hunger. Meals become rituals without meaning. Food tastes the same whether sweet or bitter. The body eats, but the heart refuses nourishment. Love does not announce what it is taking. It simply takes—slowly, gently, completely. The War No One Sees People assume humans are fighting the world. In reality, most people are fighting themselves. Smiles are worn like armor. Conversations stay polite. Daily life continues. But inside, there is noise—memories clashing with logic, hope arguing with reality. The strongest battles are silent ones. No audience. No applause. No victory parade. Just survival. Love Is Not Weakness Love is often mistaken for weakness. It is not. Love is a test. It tests patience. It tests restraint. It tests whether someone can feel deeply and still function. Love does not break people because it is fragile. It breaks them because it is honest. It exposes what hunger and stubbornness can hide. When Control Is an Illusion Hustle culture teaches us control. Discipline. Mastery. Love laughs at control. It does not respond to schedules, logic, or self-help advice. You cannot reason your way out of it. You cannot starve it away. You cannot overpower it with stubbornness. Love stays—whether welcomed or not. The Quiet Truth A human can survive hunger. A human can endure stubbornness. But love demands something deeper. It asks for surrender without guarantees. And perhaps that is why it is the most powerful rein of all. Because in love, humans do not lose control. They give it away. Final Thought Hunger keeps us alive. Stubbornness keeps us standing. But love reminds us that we are human. And sometimes, being human is not about winning or surviving—it is about feeling, even when it hurts. Because in the end, the things that break us are often the same things that make life worth living.
By Zahid Hussain25 days ago in Confessions
Metanoia:
I am not a woman. I am not a man. I am God — consciousness experiencing itself through human form. For generations, humanity has been told to look upward for divinity, to bow to power that sits outside of us. Yet the true message hidden in scripture — buried under translation and fear — has always pointed inward. “Repent,” Jesus said, but he was not demanding guilt or submission. The Greek word was *Metanoia,* and it meant “change your mind.” Upgrade your perception. Transcend the illusion that you are separate from the Divine.
By Living the Greatest CONSPIRACY Theory. By RG.26 days ago in Confessions
Mental Stress and Depression: The Silent Struggle of the Modern World. AI-Generated.
In today’s fast-paced and demanding world, mental stress and depression have become two of the most common yet most ignored problems. People appear successful, busy, and connected, but behind smiling faces many are fighting silent battles. Mental stress and depression do not discriminate—they can affect anyone regardless of age, gender, social status, or profession. Unfortunately, due to lack of awareness and social stigma, many people continue to suffer in silence.
By Zahid Hussainabout a month ago in Confessions
When Power Ignored Responsibility
A Complaint on Trump: When Power Ignored Responsibility Leadership is not measured by how loudly one speaks, but by how carefully one acts. In times of global uncertainty, the world looks to powerful nations not for dominance, but for stability, cooperation, and restraint. When leadership becomes impulsive, personal, or dismissive of global responsibility, the consequences are not limited to borders. They ripple outward, affecting lives far beyond any single nation.
By Wings of Time about a month ago in Confessions
The Echoing Train Whistle
It started with a sound most people in town slept through. A long, low whistle cutting across the midnight fields, rolling over grain silos and quiet porches, slipping beneath doors like a wandering ghost. In our little Midwestern town, trains were ordinary—background noise for those who’d lived here long enough. But that night, the echo felt different. Sharper. Closer. Almost intentional, as if it were calling someone awake.
By Jhon smithabout a month ago in Confessions
Word of the Day: 飴
since after my finals. I accidentally got locked out of my apartment last night because I wanted to go out. I told myself, " Just some BBQ sliders and 2 drinks and I'll leave. " half way walking there I realize, the keys were not in my purse and my feet were soaked because my sneakers are breathable cloth ones, not meant to be out in the weather with.
By Kayla McIntoshabout a month ago in Confessions
