Humanity
Splenda Daddy: How Synthetic Men Starve the Divine Feminine
Let’s talk about “Splenda Daddy.” You know the type: always talking about women being gold diggers, because apparently a woman’s highest calling is supporting a man who can’t even support himself. Spoiler alert: I’ve met a few of these in my lifetime – Dad included. Ex-husband included. And yes, it’s exactly as tragic and absurd as it sounds.
By THE HONED CRONE4 months ago in Confessions
Love Beyond the Prison Walls
When Andrea fell in love with Alejo — a man serving 15 years behind bars — everyone called her foolish. But love doesn’t follow rules. It defies bars, silence, and judgment. This is a story of courage, forgiveness, and the power of believing in second chances.
By hamad khan4 months ago in Confessions
8 Signs It’s More Than Love — It’s a Cosmic Connection
Love can be transformative, but some connections go far beyond ordinary romance. They feel magnetic, fated, and undeniably profound. When you meet someone who shifts your energy, challenges your growth, and awakens something ancient in your soul, you might be experiencing a cosmic connection. It’s more than chemistry, more than infatuation—it’s as if the universe itself conspired to bring you together.
By SATPOWER4 months ago in Confessions
5 Signs the Universe Wants You and Someone to Be Together
There are moments in life when it feels like the universe is trying to tell you something — quietly nudging you in a direction, sending little signs that whisper, “Pay attention.” Sometimes, that message is about love. You meet someone, and despite distance, timing, or logic, something keeps pulling you back together.
By SATPOWER4 months ago in Confessions
4 Signs You’ve Found Someone Your Soul Instantly Recognizes
There are moments in life that feel like destiny has quietly stepped into the room. You meet someone — maybe in the most unexpected place — and in an instant, something clicks. You can’t explain it logically. It’s not just attraction, not just admiration. It feels like recognition. Like your soul has just remembered someone it knew long before this lifetime.
By SATPOWER4 months ago in Confessions
What if You’re the Reason Nothing is changing?
Fortunately or unfortunately, we as individuals always feel responsible for our success or failure. Society tends to push such an individualistic mindset where we have to believe that everything depends on us 100% even when we know this not to be the case. Certainly this helps in terms of accountability but also comes with the downside of us always relying on ourselves even when that is counterproductive. There are instances where relying just on your own strength and wisdom isn’t enough, you need others to chyme in else you have no winning chance. Yet even when we recognize this, we still find ourselves doing everything.
By real Jema4 months ago in Confessions
what i'll never get to say. Top Story - October 2025.
i never exaggerated. i have trauma about telling my truth and being called a liar so we're gonna start here. every. single. thing. i told you happened, happened. some happened this year, last year, earlier. i told you that, too. but it all happened the way i said it did.
By Maia Gadwall the metAlchemist4 months ago in Confessions
confessions of a madwoman
for about three months, i forgot how to write. i couldn't draw or do much of anything creative but nothing terrified me on such an existential level as forgetting how to write. see, i had a condition called serotonin syndrome, an artificial build-up of the happiness chemical in my brain and it almost killed me. no joke, look it up. that particular side effect (of a cocktail of medications including a migraine preventative that was the last to be replaced) is a mortality risk and a half and i was grappling with the consequences of it at the same time as an identity crisis caused in part by the only viable solution to serotonin syndrome: serotonergic cessation. no serotonin aids for weeks. around that time i started having seizures whenever i tried to engage my imagination. it was hell. it still hurts a little to wrench the words from my subconscious to the surface and i'm twitching a bit because of it, but i'm afraid if i don't start writing again i'll never get back into the habit and this year has cost me so much already. i lost my mind, my career, my identity, my libido, possibly my marriage, definitely my sense of safety, and at least one extremely good friend whose loss i'm not allowed to grieve except at my therapist and buried in the lines of prose i scream into the void. i am profoundly alone and simultaneously surrounded by people who love me and it is the most surreal experience of my life. i'm in the middle of a full-blown PTSD resurgence, blending childhood and adult traumas together into a nightmarish hellscape that overlaps reality like a superimposed photograph all. the. time. and i'm having some kind of midlife crisis regarding my spirituality but lack of religious belief that led me to start a cult (which i will definitely be linking to when i finish writing this because shameless self promotion is the modus operandi). but in my defense the model is terribly unprofitable because the point is to crowd-source the epiphany to the masses, which means free access to all. the most important bits of the philosophy are completely free, from the playlist augury (which you can use to listen to the will of the universe once you tune it to your channel, so to speak) to the three mantras (which guide everyday decisions in the moment) to the twelve principles (which guide overall values and morals). they play off each other to create an implication of further values, but lack the strict methodical proscription of religious dogma. alchemy doesn't care how you get there, or even what you call it. all that matters is that you serve the equilibrium, the balance of the universe, the source of the energy, or your God by doing good things that adhere to the principles and live according to the mantras. if you don't want to use the playlist augury, you don't have to. be hyperpresent in your own body and do something that feels good while you think about who you are and what your place is in the world. mine is behind a screen, ranting like a crazy person (because I am a crazy person) about my nervous breakdown, my new cult, my impending bankruptcy, my new name, my rock bottom, my activist art that no one buys (but they should, since i don't even get a piece of some of them, so there will be another link here), my marriage, my mother... pretty much anything. so when i forgot how to write, i've never been so scared of anything in my life.
By Maia Gadwall the metAlchemist4 months ago in Confessions
The Mask I Wore at Home
The Mask I Wore at Home By Abdul Muhammad On screen, I was the picture of happiness. “Good morning, everyone!” I’d chirp into the camera, hair tied neatly, kitchen bathed in sunlight. Behind me, breakfast sizzled and coffee steamed. My followers would flood the comments with hearts and praise — “Couple goals!”, “You’re glowing, girl!”, “Teach me how to be this happy!”
By Abdul Muhammad 4 months ago in Confessions
The Loneliness Paradox: How Connection Made Us More Alone
Feeling alone was simple once: an unfilled area, a phone without activity, a quiet night without anybody to contact. We live today in a universe where loneliness has moved onto the virtual world. Though we are surrounded by screens, flooded with notifications, linked to several people, an increasing number of people describe themselves as lonely.
By Shahjahan Kabir Khan4 months ago in Confessions
