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Athena knew something was wrong when her pen refused to write. It was no ordinary pen but a fountain pen…
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[Movie] War Machine: A Movie Review
Alan Ritchson, dealing with trauma after the loss of his brother, was bent on reaching the finish line—not because joining the Rangers was his dream, but as a way of fulfilling…
The Cost of Discipleship: Why Following Jesus Means Denying Yourself
â€Matthew 16:24 KJV‬ 24 Then said Jesus unto his disciples, If any man will come after me, let him deny himself, and take up his cross, and follow me. The concept of denying…
The Unpredictable Nature of Life: Making Peace with Uncertainty and Seizing This Moment
Nothing is promised, so make good use of every moment because it doesn't last forever. I have been thinking a little too much recently, pondering about my entire life—the good…
AND IT BROKE
I knew I was desperate, but I knew if I just took the risk, it could pay me a great deal and even change my current situation. My partner was against it, but I was too desperate…
What the Cracks Actually Held
"You people and your steel and glass," Baba Joy said while she was using her legs to match the palm slowly inside a section of mud wall that has been built since before any of us…
Finally Introducing Myself: 6 Years on Hive, No Niche, All Versatility
I was going through the Hive ranking board and the activity check, and I realized I have not done my introductory post. This means that all the years I've been on Hive, no one…
Success Looks Different for Everyone—And That's Okay
Success means different things to different people. To some people, owning a big house, driving the latest car, and wearing expensive clothes are success. No wonder people are…
My Clone Being
A few weeks ago, I needed to open an account on Whatsapp with my new number because my initial phone had two accounts of my late mum and I already and I saw from my last phone…
Mystery
It was unnatural A shadow lingers at the door A silhouette of a being with no face It comes only when the light is turned on Its flesh remained concealed But the voice echoes…
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