Social media is packed with news about this unknown, new particle that has emerged in Physics. There is a 90% chance that someone has already stumbled upon someone talking about this new physics or a post stating the discovery of a new particle related to the particle known as a Muon. With the outspread on social media, we often get lost in our loopholes, a sea of false information. What might be the significance of this potential discovery? This could change the laws of physics as we know it, as Muons are an essential and quite substantial part of the…
Before you wreck yourself
The hardest thing you will ever do
Is accept everything that has happened to you
But the fights are true
Pain and suffering you no longer can endure
When toxicity is masked as greed
Thoughts fly around at supersonic speed
Screaming and shouting a plead
“Mercy on me I just want to be freed”
You run through memories in your mind
In black and white and all colors dried
Abominable cruelty has made you blind
You do not see heart and soul are intertwined
Your mind is a brilliant liar
Your heart is bursting with desire
You crave something higher
But your body screams ceasefire
My hope is not unheard
My delusions are absurd
Why can’t I be a bird
A faint voice is heard
Still bleeding and scarred
No warmth stirred
Pain and suffering incurred
Just two weeks ago, I found myself contemplating the universe’s demise and the possibility of parallel ones.
There may be very many other universes similar to ours.
The mere thought accompanied surges of excitement that overwhelmed me. It drove me into a profound, infinite universe of my own, speculating what might occur next and where can I even start on this? Will I be lucky enough to witness this ground-shattering discovery?
Yet now, in what seems like fleeting moments, life flashes in front of my eyes.
The last thing I remember was writing these words in my journal right before…
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What you are about to read is a story that is probably older than me and you, one that has been ongoing for the past 73 years since 1948. If you have no idea what this is about, then please keep reading. We all need a little more education about the world we live in, regardless of ethnicity, religion, background, sexual orientation, or beliefs.
You might not support Islam, Christianity, Judaism, or any other religion for that matter. We…
“Hoping is a dangerous thing,” they say
But what happens when the soul is subdued
When your colors are dimmed and in disarray
Don’t you hope the kaleidoscope is your prelude?
Craving the touch of a somber soul
Someone who feels pain like you do
Not to ease the torture or to console
But a green to turn you into cobalt blue
The bleakness amplifies and fills the heart
Yet the colors fail to find a void to shine
All you desire is to mold it into a fine art
And harness the eccentricity of Frankenstein
We all are dwindling…
There they were.
On one side of the road lies the dog soaking in the sun. Yet another uneventful day, relishing in the sun striking down on the ground. The grass has never felt this cozy; the sun striking him while the wind blows through his fur. He rolls on his back and looks as triumphant as ever, awaiting a belly rub.
But sitting on that nearby bench is a rugged-looking guy, cigarette intact between his fingers, staring blankly into the silence that engulfs him. He looks drained from inanition caused by a disturbed mind. …
— and reasons why you should turn your year around
Recently, due to drastic changes that have been happening worldwide, every single person I talk to seems to complain about a new problem that has surfaced during the past year.
Whether it’s a trivial matter such as a disrupted workout routine or more detrimental like financial troubles, no one has been left untouched in this pandemic.
Sure, some would argue that influential and rich people have been thriving, and don’t get me wrong, in some cases, that has been proven to be true, but even…
Heavy heart full of unspoken words
Sober mind full of dreams unfulfilled
Heavy tears filled with pain
Serious thoughts drowning you like rain
Heavy burdens you cannot share
Sudden responsibilities you have to bear
The words you cannot share
The dreams you cannot pursue
The tears in hideaway
The thoughts you bury behind red curtains
The burdens you latch on to
The responsibilities you take to act strong
You cannot share because it only hurts people
You dream, but you lock yourself back down before you fly
You cry, but you don’t want anyone else to see the pain
The following story might be quite an unconventional post to be sharing on Medium since it does touch on a couple of sensitive and personal topics. However, I have never been one to ignore impulses or gut feelings, although some would argue that all I should do is shut those instincts down through everything that has happened during the past year. Too much has happened to all of us, and sharing our stories is vital to healing.
The reason behind this short story comes from deep within; I have not been active on Medium for quite some time now because…