Poetry
Corruption, Power, and Global Security Concerns
China’s Military Under Scrutiny: Corruption, Power, and Global Security Concerns China’s military, known as the People’s Liberation Army (PLA), is facing increased attention after reports of investigations into senior officials. According to international media, including reports discussed by security analysts, China has placed high-ranking military figures under investigation as part of its long-running anti-corruption campaign. While China describes these actions as internal discipline, the developments have raised questions about stability, command control, and global security.
By Wings of Time 5 days ago in Chapters
Silent Panic
The Silent Panic The panic doesn’t arrive with a scream. It arrives with a whisper — a tightening in the chest so subtle I almost miss it. A flicker of something sharp beneath the slow-motion heaviness. A shift in the internal weather that doesn’t match the stillness of my body.
By Elisa Wontorcik11 days ago in Chapters
Quicksand
The ground looks solid at first. Flat. Steady. Dependable. After the fall, after the weight, after the mind underwater, I want to believe I’ve landed somewhere stable — somewhere I can stand, even if I can’t rise. But the moment I put my full weight down, the earth shifts beneath me.
By Elisa Wontorcik12 days ago in Chapters
Full Descent
Full Descent The descent never feels like falling at first. It feels like slowing. It feels like thickening. It feels like the air turning to syrup around me. After so much altitude, so much brightness, so much velocity, the first downward pull feels almost gentle — a soft tug at the edges of my mind, a heaviness settling into my limbs.
By Elisa Wontorcik16 days ago in Chapters
The Problem with Altitude
The Problem With Altitude Altitude always feels like freedom at first. The higher I rise, the lighter everything becomes — the thoughts, the tasks, the doubts, the weight of my own history. The air thins in a way that feels clean, almost holy. I can see farther. I can think faster. I can move without friction. It feels like transcendence.
By Elisa Wontorcik17 days ago in Chapters
The Body as a Warning
The body always knows before the mind admits it. Long before the thoughts begin to fray, long before the brilliance turns brittle, long before the light fractures into something sharp, my body starts sending signals — quiet, precise, insistent. Not alarms. Not emergencies. Warnings.
By Elisa Wontorcik17 days ago in Chapters
Overexposure
There is a point in the ascent where the brightness stops illuminating and starts burning. It happens gradually, then all at once — the moment when the light that once felt like clarity becomes something harsher, sharper, more invasive. This is the stage of the upward weather I call overexposure.
By Elisa Wontorcik17 days ago in Chapters
The Sky
I always know the beginning of the ascent by the spark behind my eyes. It’s the smallest shift, almost imperceptible to anyone else, but unmistakable to me. A flicker. A sharpening. A quiet ignition in the center of my skull, as if someone has cracked open a window in my mind and let in a gust of bright, electric air.
By Elisa Wontorcik23 days ago in Chapters
Chapter 9: The Final Sermon (Farewell Hajj)
The Final Sermon (Farewell Hajj) In the year 632 CE, Prophet Muhammad ﷺ knew that his mission was coming to its completion. After more than twenty years of struggle, patience, guidance, and sacrifice, Islam had spread across Arabia. Tribes that once fought endlessly were now united by faith. Justice had replaced chaos, and mercy had replaced revenge.
By Wings of Time about a month ago in Chapters
