In 2011 you could have bought hundreads of BTC with 60 k dollars mean while you would just get one… CRAZY!

Two days ago, while passively watching the news on TV, something I rarely do, a live report came on that interrupted the ordinary rhythm of my day. Watching TV that day was supposed to be background noise

Paying taxes yet buying water? Sharing a real city irony & inviting Hive voices on civic issues 🚰💬

I have depression now.

As the days go by and the Earth rotates, even the moon grows tired of watching me wait. All parts of me still cry out your name. I can’t hear myself speak, everything burns just the same.

Out of all the flowers that wither in my mind, I protect the dearest, the prettiest kind. If only they lived on, if only you were mine. What’s left of us? Reminisce, what had been said and the genesis

I would beg to hear your laugh. Direct it at me or not. Do as you please with my heart. Maybe even let it rot. Served on a plate, your words, I don’t dare discriminate.

I don't know how many hours I've been without electricity. For days it's been like this… if we're lucky, they give us power for 2 hours and take it away just as suddenly. But we've been living this movie

This song closes the Black Gives Way to Blue album by Alice in Chains. It is dedicated to their former and deceased singer Layne Staley. It talks about that feeling when grief goes away and is replaced

Assalamu Alaikum friends, how are you all? I hope that by the infinite mercy of Allah Almighty, you are all well and healthy and that you always remain well, healthy and beautiful. May your every day be

People living in northern countries are more likely to feel depressed in winter. This is called Seasonal Affective Disorder (SAD), or winter depression. It happens when the days are short, the weather

One day we were "i want everything with u" and now we are "we don't Talk anymore"... 🫶🏻

The year 2025 is coming to an end with just a few days to go, and it was a year mixed with different reactions and actions. There were a lot of fun moments, but these moments did not just come on their

A haunting poem on fading identity, lost meaning, and the quiet beauty of impermanence at dawn’s edge.

A tender poem of love, loss, and quiet devotion—imagining parallel silence, folding socks, and counting years together.

Por lo general no estoy pendiente de esto, pero admito que aún tenía un poco de esperanza de que alguna forma pudiera recuperarla, que solo me quitaron lo de esa vez y luego se olvidarían, que me llegaría

Todos los años para el 7 de diciembre, que es el "Dia de las Velas" en honor a la inmaculada concepción de la virgen María. A medida de los años lo había perfeccionado, así que me dió por hacerlo

There are certain moments in life that settle quietly inside you, moments you don’t talk about often but you carry everywhere you go. Some memories fade on their own, some lose their sharpness with time,

One morning, while walking outside, I suddenly came across this old house. Even though it has not been taken care of for many years, it still looks surprisingly beautiful. The red bricks, darkened by time,