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Which Animal Do You See First?
This is another item on the famous "Hidden Figures" test in cognitive psychology that is used to evaluate people's dependency on the field of information around them and their prevalent type of intelligence - Crystalline (vertical thinking, associated with traditional step-by-step problem solving) or Fluid (lateral thinking, associated with creative, out-of-the-box problem solving).
By Lana V Lynx2 years ago in Fiction
It Was Never About the Yarn
It all started with yarn. Literally. My Mom's a knitter. She was sitting on the couch, lamenting her woeful first attempt at knitting as her toes poked through the many holes of the blanket draped over her. She had crocheted for many years before, and decided to teach herself knitting. This blanket was the end result of a several months-long journey of connecting loops. A contrast to her comfort zone of knot-making with crochet.
By E.K. Daniels2 years ago in Fiction
62 Flat Earth Society
It turned out the Earth really was flat. All of his data, which he knew to trust unconditionally and whose accuracy was beyond reproach, was tweaked. He had corrected for a decimal place here, a pixel there--Voila! We were so wrong all these years. About so many things. There was a new wind a'blowin'.
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
The Grey Wood
The Grey Wood was silent in the morning fog, like ghosts walking at dawn. The earth was still the way it always was before it came alive. He stood there among the giants. Their roots crawling deep into the soil where they had fostered strength and wisdom from ages long since past. He let his fingers brush against their rough-wood skin as he passed by them. Tahtanah (Redwoods) was their name, or the name his people knew them by. Sentinels of the realm, they stood their vigil and never a word… but, he knew; they watched, they heard; they knew all... he could feel it.
By R. B. Booth3 years ago in Fiction
Ashes to Ashes
The Captain’s “medical leave” was suspicious with a feel of relief and suspicion. John’s gratitude rush was a well-deserved break from the suffocating case and an opportunity for him to clear his head. However, he still felt some lingering doubts inside of him. Was this actually about his welfare or just a smart way of keeping him at arm’s length as they carried on with their investigations?
By Kageno Hoshino2 years ago in Fiction
They Come from Below. Content Warning.
“Shhh, you can’t say anything, or the monsters will get you,” his sister Emily whispered in the pitch-black room. Joseph nodded, scared if he moved his head too much, it would hear his hair rustling, but he would be quiet. He always was.
By Matthew J. Fromm2 years ago in Fiction
