Stream of Consciousness

THE PATH OF HUMANITY
The Path of Humanity: Evolution, Future and the Importance of Artificial Intelligence The history of humanity is a continuous journey from survival to progress. From the first hunter-gatherer societies to the technologically advanced globalized society of the 21st century, humans have never stopped evolving, both physically and spiritually. However, today we find ourselves at a crossroads unique in history: artificial intelligence (AI) is radically changing the future of humanity.
By UNDERGROUND UNDERGROUND9 months ago in Writers
Nothing Lasts Forever
Natalie Goldberg’s Writing Down the Bones Deck prompts — In fifteen minutes write down everything you can name that will not last. Go. Keep the pen moving.
By Denise E Lindquist9 months ago in Writers
After the stars fell
Write a story after the happily ever after I often wondered what love is. Is it truly the warm, fuzzy emotions that ooze out of true mirth of care and adore, or is it a product of prevalent capitalism that exists within our world? That makes it easy for the consumeristic and hyperagile construct to sell products to the humans as a marketing tactic, to slip in through the psyche of innocent minds, to create a buzz, to find their weaklings and exploit them for company profits and expansions.
By Hridya Sharma9 months ago in Writers
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You see the self is a strange thing — shapeless, formless. When unobserved, I am neither this nor that. Just a possibility. Just movement.
By ER9 months ago in Writers
UNNAMED [CHAPTER 5 — A forest of me]. Content Warning.
CHAPTER 5 — A forest of me “Beneath my skin, a forest grows, rooted in silence, watered in sorrow. Its trees do not bloom, they bleed — and every step I take redraws the path I fear to follow.”
By Nebula9 months ago in Writers
Comparison, Chaos, and the Courage to Keep Going - My Journey of Chasing Crumpled Sunsets.
I am chasing the crumpled sunsets, I am chasing the wind that bleeds and the wind that blows, I am dancing in the trumpets of gallant victories and soaring through the rain and snow.
By Hridya Sharma9 months ago in Writers
UNNAMED CHAPTER 6 — “The Silent Hall”. Content Warning.
“In the silence, I could hear my own heartbeat echoing, as if it were the only sound in a world that had forgotten how to breathe. This place, this white room, seemed to swallow time whole, leaving nothing but stillness and the quiet weight of a thousand unspoken words.”
By Nebula9 months ago in Writers
the cruelest paradox of all
There are hungers we don’t know how to name until a word finds us. Writing, for me, has always been one of them-- until I stumbled across the word scripturient: having a consuming passion to write.
By nico9 months ago in Writers
Better Than Average
In 2006, in pre-AI days, I struggled as the designated human navigator in the passenger seat using the oversized Melbourne Map. Yelling out upcoming turns to the driver from the passenger's seat wasn’t exactly my strong suit.
By Narghiza Ergashova9 months ago in Writers
When Music Remembers. Content Warning.
Somewhere right now... someone is listening to a song. Maybe in their room, maybe with their eyes closed... maybe smiling... or maybe hiding a tear.
By JATIN 9 months ago in Writers
The Intimacy of Writing
Writing is personal. You are, after all, giving access to your mind and how you think. And then there you are, laid bare on the pages for the reader to dissect you. Judge you.
By Suchitra 9 months ago in Writers
The Silent Reader
The Silent Reader – My Final Writing on Vocal.Media – Every morning at dawn, I would sit down to write. An empty chair by the window, steam rising from my coffee cup, and a blank screen—that was my morning. I wrote because I knew nothing else.
By Rony Sutradar9 months ago in Writers