Writing

Chapter 8: Wardrobe Malfunction

A Chapter by Styna

It had been approximately seventy-two hours since I last slept. I kept myself locked up in my apartment, avoiding everyone in the real world as w..

Chapter 9: Burning

A Chapter by Styna

I walked slowly to the elevator at the end of the hall, unable to erase Lakin from my mind. I had eventually been able to talk to everyone in the ..

Chapter 10: Lava

A Chapter by Styna

I fell quickly into a deep slumber. I was grateful to see two of the other five seats occupied in the grand white room. My hopeful glances rapidly..

Chapter 11: Jealous Little Hamster, pt. 2

A Chapter by Styna

I rehearsed our future conversation in my head, tapping my fingernails against the railing of the elevator as it steadily carried me down to The ..

Chapter 12: Shrinking Affection

A Chapter by Styna

I couldn’t help but stare at Al’s face. Even with my healing abilities, it was miraculous that he had almost completely recovered from..

Chapter 13: Surprise, Darling

A Chapter by Styna

Though the conversation in the Room the night before had instilled worry in the back of my mind, I awoke slightly excited to have breakfast with A..

Chapter 14: In Honor of Angela Dawson

A Chapter by Styna

I hadn’t slept. I had spent the entire night sitting on the edge of my bed, alternating between sobbing violently, and mumbling to myself an..

BP Holdings: Mit Erdgas-Exporte geht?

A Book by Cundrie Drescher

Was erheblichen Auswirkungen auf die Wirtschaft, auf die Umwelt und die Geopolitik der USA werden viel mehr Erdgas als je zuvor haben exportieren?

livewire

A Poem by Sage Gabrielle

"Doubt is the heart of the matter." -- Graham Greene

You Can

A Poem by Healing Star

This is a song about what You Can do.

Ode to a Karma Cannibal

A Poem by Zoe Jay

We all live on the energy of others Smiles from strangers on the street Tears on the shoulder of a friend Charity from a faceless government ..

New Energy

A Poem by Healing Star

Inspired by DZAR ... Energies of compassion from the Universe come to help us remember who we truly are. The old energy was the Quickening, DZAR call..

origin

A Poem by Heather Hassell

we're all made ofthe stuff in starsand whatever is on marsinside of youis the same as dinosaur bonesand those pretty little stonesyour energy is unive..