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A Prayer for Guidance, Peace, and Strength
Heavenly Father, we come before You with humble and open hearts, fully aware of our need for Your mercy and grace. In a world filled with uncertainty, distraction, and unrest, we seek refuge in You, our Creator and Sustainer. You are our shelter in times of trouble, our light in moments of darkness, and the steady foundation upon which we build our lives. We ask You to quiet our anxious thoughts, to bring clarity to our minds, and to fill our hearts with the peace that only You can give. Help us to trust in Your providence, even when the path ahead is unclear.
By Sound and Spirit30 minutes ago in Journal
Diary of Anony Elle
If you are reading this the battle has begun. I have packed a small suitcase, a small duffle bag, and a bookbag to begin my travels from Chicago to the Orlando area. I am looking for my babies and I will go to the highest mountain and the DEPTHS OF HELL to find them!
By Anony Elleabout 12 hours ago in Journal
Digital Landlords: Algorithmic Control in Bangladesh Ride-Sharing
By Tuhin Sarwar । Published: 13 January । 2024 । DHAKA, BANGLADESH At 4:30 AM, when most of Dhaka still sleeps, Mohammad Rahman starts his daily negotiation with an algorithm. He opens three ride-hailing apps simultaneously – Uber, Pathao, and local newcomer Shohoz watching the digital maps light up. His motorcycle, purchased with a high-interest loan, waits as he does. The algorithm will decide his day's fate.
By Tuhin sarwarabout 15 hours ago in Journal
Mosquitoes' Bloodsucking Tubes Could Enable High-Definition 3D Printing
In science, progress often comes from unexpected places. Sometimes it arrives through billion-dollar instruments or massive computational models. Other times, it shows up in the anatomy of a creature most people spend their lives trying to avoid.
By The Biotech Lens 3 days ago in Journal
How The Destiny Swapper Was Dupped
What if your death had a due date? What if it were written not on paper, not in a hospital file, but carved into the bone-memory of your bloodline—an ancient marker ticking quietly beneath your skin like a clock no one else could hear?
By Omasanjuwa Ogharandukun5 days ago in Journal
The Quiet Evolution of Everyday Life. AI-Generated.
In a world that constantly celebrates the dramatic, the loud, and the spectacular, it is easy to overlook the small, almost invisible changes shaping our daily lives. While headlines scream about the latest breakthroughs or viral trends, some of the most meaningful innovations exist in silence. They don’t demand attention, yet they subtly influence the way we live, work, and interact with our surroundings.
By Reginald Pembroke6 days ago in Journal
The Gate We All Walk Through
I didn’t realize I’d disappeared until I saw my reflection and didn’t recognize myself. It wasn’t sudden. It was slow—a word silenced here, an opinion softened there, a laugh forced to match the room. I traded pieces of myself for acceptance, like coins dropped into a vending machine that never gave back what I paid for.
By KAMRAN AHMAD6 days ago in Journal
The Keeper of Secrets
I didn’t go in for a book. I went in to escape the rain. It was a gray Tuesday in March, the kind of day that presses down on your chest like a wet blanket. I’d just received news I wasn’t ready for—a job lost, a relationship frayed, the quiet unraveling of plans I’d spent years building. I walked without direction, shoulders hunched, until I saw it: a narrow storefront with a flickering “Open” sign and a window full of leaning paperbacks.
By KAMRAN AHMAD6 days ago in Journal
The Last Game of the Season
I didn’t go for the win. I went because it was the last game. The gym was packed—folding chairs lined the walls, parents stood in the back, and the buzz of nervous energy hung thick in the air. Two rival high schools, decades of history, one championship on the line. But I wasn’t there for the trophy. I was there for my nephew, who’d spent all season riding the bench.
By KAMRAN AHMAD6 days ago in Journal
The Man Who Fixed the Clock
I didn’t notice the clock was broken until it stopped. It sat on the corner shelf of my grandparents’ living room for as long as I could remember—brass, ornate, with Roman numerals and a soft, steady tick that marked the rhythm of every visit. My grandfather wound it every Sunday without fail, even in his nineties, even when his hands shook.
By KAMRAN AHMAD6 days ago in Journal
The Boy Who Carried the Ball Home
I didn’t go to the game for the score. I went because my nephew asked me to. He’s twelve, wears his hair in a messy bun, and talks about basketball like it’s a secret language only he and the ball understand. “It’s not about winning,” he’d said, eyes bright. “It’s about who shows up when it matters.”
By KAMRAN AHMAD7 days ago in Journal
The Direction I Want to Commit to in 2026. AI-Generated.
As another year approaches its end, I find myself thinking less about resolutions and more about direction. Over time, I’ve learned that listing goals can be motivating, but without a deeper sense of orientation, those goals often dissolve into pressure rather than progress. What I’m interested in now is not how much I can accomplish, but how intentionally I move forward.
By Gyfd Edty9 days ago in Journal