Fiction
What If Truth Is Rejected Even When It Is Lived Well
It’s easy to assume that if something is true, and if it is communicated clearly, reasonably, and with goodwill, it will eventually be accepted. This assumption sits quietly beneath a lot of effort, especially in faith. We speak carefully. We try to be fair. We explain ourselves patiently. Somewhere beneath all of that is the hope that clarity and sincerity will be enough. But what if that hope misunderstands how truth actually moves through the world.
By Peter Thwing - Host of the FST Podcastabout 3 hours ago in Art
Dragon Contraption
A husband told his wife one day that he would like to go to space. She told him that is too far and he would have to at least figure out how to get into the air first. He had dreams of finding out the texture of the moon and flying around with the stars.
By Seashell Harpspring 3 days ago in Art
AI-Generated Songs as Cinematic Music Videos: The Case of “Bonnie’s Bar” . AI-Generated.
AI-Generated Songs as Cinematic Music Videos: The Case of “Bonnie’s Bar” In recent years, artificial intelligence has moved beyond simply assisting musicians—it is now actively creating full artistic experiences. One of the most fascinating developments is the rise of AI-generated songs presented as complete music videos, blending sound, visuals, choreography, and storytelling into a unified creative product. A compelling example of this trend can be imagined through a song titled “Bonnie’s Bar.”
By Nivard Anna4 days ago in Art
Scottish Racism
I am venturing northwards and I have a job offer. As I journey north, the people of the lowlands send me warnings and messages to be wary of strangers. I stop at the side of the road and need help so I wander into a village to repair my car. I discover an inn, at Tain and the locals are mysterious, they keep to themselves and don’t say much at all. I told them to help me but they are timid. They gave me looks and speak with words I am not really aware of like “like” in every sentence. The English warned to keep my distance, but I thought I would say to the highlanders that I myself have a Scottish surname, Fraser, and they soon warm up that these people are the nicest and warmest people. They spoil you rotten with lavish gifts and food and a warm fire. Nothing like the crazed and violent highlanders that the English told me about. I am sort of confused as to why they would say something like that, the English gossip and publish cartoons of Bonnie Prince Charlie as a rogue and they did the same thing to Napoleon.
By Karl McBeath7 days ago in Art
Captain De Cuellar and His Adventures
The Spanish Armada set sail to land ashore on English soil. 100 galleons with 1,000 Iberian sailors on each to land in England, in the belly of the beast. They were foiled at sea and fled journeying around the Hebrides, the last survivors were dogs, washed ashore on the West Coast, terriers that would over the centuries be westies named “Jock” posing for shortbread tins. The rest of the crews landed at Streedagh Beach, Sligo. The Gallowglass enlisted by the English took their claymore to the Spanish swines and let the beach wallow in their blood, bespectacled with Latin bodies. Few were saved for being Catholic and the rest were on the run, they ventured north and it was Captain De Cuellar who ventured to Connaught and Ulster, precariously not knowing when each night might be his last. The souls he lost on his watch haunting his every step, their spirits and blood soaking into the land and people, the black hair of the west, the strength to repel the English on the rocks and ground, through famine and purposeful pain and passing. The millions of skeletons that would perish and the language that would fervently remain; the shadow of the nation would be seeping with blood of sacrifice like a bog of an ancient bard, or a fighter who was a Milesian sparring with the supernatural force, the Tuatha De Nannan. As the clock would be covered and the death would be celebrated with a wake - De Cuellar was petrified by these lands, and he wrote his journal, begging for help from the king abroad.
By Karl McBeath10 days ago in Art
Pakistan’s Oscar Entry Shines Light on a Disabled Child’s Journey
Pakistan’s submission for the Academy Awards, Sawan, is a deeply moving film that tells the story of a physically disabled child navigating life in a harsh and unforgiving environment. Set in a remote desert village, the film explores themes of resilience, social stigma, and the universal human desire for dignity and belonging.
By Irshad Abbasi 12 days ago in Art
Rewire Your Mind for Success. AI-Generated.
brilliant inventor and worked day and night in her small lab, filled with glowing screens and strange gadgets. Despite her talent, she struggled to find success. Her inventions were often overlooked, and her ideas remained trapped in her mind.
By Hamad Afridi 19 days ago in Art
My Husband Comes Home Every Thursday
My husband comes home every Thursday at 6:10. He has been doing that for eleven months now, which is impressive, considering he drowned last spring in Lake Mercer while three other men watched him go under and could not get to him in time.
By Edward Smith23 days ago in Art
Wander the World. AI-Generated.
In a not-so-distant future, the world had changed in many ways. Cities floated in the sky, and robots helped people with their daily tasks. Among these wonders lived a curious girl named Elara. She was sixteen years old and always dreamed of exploring the world beyond her floating city called Skyhaven. Elara had long, wavy hair, bright green eyes, and a heart full of adventure. She spent her days in her small room, gazing at the stars through her window, imagining the places she would go.
By Hamad Afridi 24 days ago in Art
