By: Professor M.S. Rao “I rose from humble origins with a toxic family background. When I was 18, I dropped out of college to support my parents financially and joined the Indian Air Force. I had to struggle hard to…
By: Mayumi Yamamoto Regarding the Empire Overseas-IAmerican Age Bornin the mid-twentieth century,in an island of Asia,and raisedduring the so-called American Age,unlike the others who flocked to the States,I never made the journey.Nor will I ever. I’ll leave the world without…
By: Tom Ball I said to the gathering of people, here in Titan city, “That I had compiled the list of the 20 best lovers in the Solar System. Of course, the list was largely subjective, and some great…
By: Arvilla Fee Everything I Leave Behind Do not weep, my darling,as you lay me down;I haven’t gone that far; I have flung my poemsinto the stars,see how they winkconspiratoriallyabove your head, I have planted wordsin the aspens and the…
Book Review: Abundance: The Future Is Better Than You Think by Peter Diamandis and Steven Kotler
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By: April Mae Berza In an era marked by constant news cycles filled with stories of global challenges, environmental degradation, and societal unrest, it’s easy to become overwhelmed with feelings of pessimism about the future. It seems like every day…
By: April Mae Berza Morgan Housel’s Same As Ever is not your typical book. While many works in the realm of personal finance, economics, or self-help focus on offering new and groundbreaking ideas, Housel takes a different approach. Rather than…
By: April Mae Berza Kristine Ong Muslim’s Black Arcadia is a mesmerizing poetry collection that offers a haunting exploration of the human experience, blending dark beauty with moments of tenderness. It’s a work that, at first glance, might seem to…
By: Paweł Markiewicz You dreamful, dreamy, moony and dreamed King of Elves!You became in the most amazing ways: A dazzling statue of Buddha, as If a ghost created it from the moony dreameries.A parrot on the statue: the paradise-like birdie,…
By: Bruce Levine My eye’s on the rainbow Holding on to dreamsKeeping pace with forever My time to shineSimply faded Holding a near empty glass Her life is about making money My life is about making art What is one…
By: Parthosarothy K Mukherji Who was telling the story? And whose story was it anyway? The words fluttered and flew in the wind. Alexa laughed. The sleek, cylindrical body, within which lurked a deep mind unsuspected by even the most percipient…