Memoir
Apple Macaroon Cake
In 1946, a young and ambitious man named William Greenberg, fueled by his poker winnings from his army days, decided to open a bakery on the bustling streets of Manhattan's East 95th Street. Little did he know that this modest endeavor would grow into a beloved institution on the Upper East Side. Over the next 25 years, Greenberg expanded his bakery operation to encompass four locations, but it was his mouthwatering Apple Macaroon Cake that truly stole the show.
By Muhammad Mohsin2 years ago in Chapters
Chaotic woman
"A chaotic life is the result of chaotic choices" -Alafia This quote shot an abrupt woah moment when I read it for the first time through a self given reading with my oracle cards. First couple of reads, the quote was disagreeable because there was no belief of my life holding space for chaos until the definition was seen with clarity. Chaos is a state of utter confusion. That landed me exactly where I've been dwelling in, a reality of confusion. A reality of discomfort through poor choices constantly chosen.
By Azrie'l Johnson2 years ago in Chapters
What Can I Use To Remind Me?
My morning rituals are attached to the refrigerator as a reminder note. Does it work? I never look at it. I go to the fridge to get something out of it. I will occasionally check to see when a graduation or baby shower is scheduled. Because it’s a morning ritual I shouldn’t be forgetting but I do!
By Denise E Lindquist2 years ago in Chapters
To keep the love safe
Part two of my regression experience After the soft clouds and the happy children, for a moment I found myself under the northern lights, in a man's body with strong arms, it was so real and fast that I could only look around and feel how vast the space was in front my eyes and how beautiful and bright the lights were in the dark sky full of bright stars
By Greta Ivanova2 years ago in Chapters
Liquid relationships that evaporate
Zygmunt Bauman once said that we live in liquid times where nothing is made to last. He spoke of people being treated like consumer goods, meaning that if they have flaws, they are discarded. Or even replaced by updated versions. People are judged by our expectations, and if they can't meet them, they are returned to their origin at an even greater speed than when they arrived. Since expectations never take into account the less desirable things, they will inevitably be rejected for who they really are. People are chosen in the same way that a new car is chosen, with the expectation that it will have certain features and extras that we require, and when we discover that the car has flaws and imperfections, we park it and go in search of a new one.Perhaps we want one that is more beautiful, more powerful, and more fashionable—even a color that we like more—but the car that disappointed our expectations is one that we will never want again.
By Sergio Rijo2 years ago in Chapters
Proudly Humble
Silent screams, the inaudible murmurs of those who ask for help from themselves. There are days when trying to see the sun is useless; the black storm clouds do not dissipate. Rain falls on our faces in the form of tears, and painful lightning strikes our chest. No matter how much wind the storm seems to bring, it comes without air, an air that is missing with every breath of our being.
By Sergio Rijo2 years ago in Chapters
No one commands the soul
No one commands the soul. It stays where it is enchanted." A quote by Fernando Pessoa that fascinates me. I have always been a human being who lived through the soul, through feeling, and I always stopped where I was enchanted. I have never wished for something defined by physical or intellectual ideals. I have always been fascinated by the details of simple things, those things that few people notice and most ignore. This is true for people and everything else. I have always made my soul the compass of my heart, even knowing that it is not infallible and that it has often hurt me by leading me to paths and places that caused me pain. But I realized that everything works in a greater consciousness, that every path that leads to something magical has inhospitable places disguised as wonderful gardens. If it weren't like this, we wouldn't be able to see everything from different perspectives, and we wouldn't be able to put the best virtues of our essence into practice.
By Sergio Rijo2 years ago in Chapters
