September 26st, 2024 — № 6_24–473 words, 2667 characters

In recent days, I’ve felt as if I’m living in a fog. Some strange state between wakefulness and dreaming, where every thought is hazy, every activity heavy. I’m sleeping a lot, but still waking up tired.

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It’s a peculiar feeling — my body seems rested, but my mind constantly stumbles, as if it still hasn’t caught up with what it’s lost. And then there’s work. Eight hours a day, constantly struggling to maintain focus, which crumbles like sand in my hands. It’s exhausting.

Last night, after another long day of being lost in my fatigue, I came across an article about biphasic sleep. Some part of me thought this might be the way to slip out of this strange state. Biphasic sleep, where instead of one long stretch, you sleep in two shorter blocks — it almost sounds like an ancient survival method, like when people used to sleep for a few hours at night, then wake up in the middle of the darkness, and after a few hours, sleep again. Maybe there’s some wisdom in that.

I decided to try it. The first phase of sleep began around 10 PM. I fell asleep feeling like I was trying something new, something different, maybe a bit strange. I woke up at about 4 AM, which was oddly refreshing. I expected to feel completely broken, but something inside me felt different. Not fully rested, but as if with new energy, with the awareness that I had time — time between the two phases — when I could do something, think, or simply be.

I lay back in bed around 7 AM for the second phase of sleep and woke up again two hours later. The feeling was interesting. Not like after a deep night’s sleep, but also not like after a heavy night full of interrupted dreams. I felt like I had gained control over my own rhythm. Two phases — two parts of the day divided by sleep — gave me a sense of more freedom.

I don’t know yet if biphasic sleep will be sustainable long-term. Maybe it’s not the solution to my fatigue, but at least it’s made me think about how I organize my day, my energy, my mind. It’s strange how much is expected of us — to stay focused, alert, and productive for all those long hours at a stretch, without a break, without pause. It’s not natural to work for eight hours straight and concentrate without a single slip-up. Maybe it’s time to accept that.

Tomorrow, I’ll continue the experiment. Perhaps I’ll find balance, perhaps I’ll discover that I have more energy divided into two parts of the day. Or maybe I’ll find that it’s just another failed attempt to trick my mind and body. But just the mere possibility of trying something new makes me feel like I’m taking care of myself — not just trying to survive the day, but finding a way to actually be present in it.

In the end, it’s not about how long I sleep, but how I feel when I’m awake. And today? Today, I feel a little calmer.

Keywords: fatigue, biphasic sleep, energy, experiment, work-life balance, presence

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September 25st, 2024 — № 5_24–495 words, 2905 characters

This day had a strange beginning. I was sitting on the toilet, and while the world around me continued its usual rhythm, I remained trapped. Not by the four walls surrounding me, but by my own mind.

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Something about the silence — maybe the ordinariness of the moment, maybe the enclosed space — forced me to dive deep into my own thoughts, into the corners of my mind where I usually dare not venture.

It was a strange feeling, sitting there and suddenly losing track of time. My mind was like a labyrinth. Each thought led to another, each question provoked a new one. And so I sat there, physically motionless, but mentally moving at a speed I couldn’t control. Why am I here? Not here on the toilet, but in the broader sense. What brought me to this moment, to this point in life? Where am I headed?

Trapped in my mind, I felt my thoughts beginning to form into peculiar patterns. Questions about meaning, about the past, about what lies ahead. They were all there — uncomfortable, persistent, like old acquaintances you haven’t seen in a while but knew would one day return and demand answers.

I thought about how much my mind actually controls me. It’s strange to realize that we are more limited by our thoughts than by physical space. Here, in this small place, I realized that I wasn’t a prisoner of four walls, but a prisoner of my own patterns of thinking. How many times in the past have I been stuck in my ideas of what I should do, how I should live, what is expected of me? And how many times have I remained paralyzed by the fear of not meeting these invisible demands?

I’m starting to realize that the real prison isn’t about walls or where we are physically. The real prison is inside us. It’s that constant conversation we have with ourselves. Those critical words, those doubts, those expectations that press upon us. And so I sit and think — how do I escape this prison? Can we ever truly free ourselves from our thoughts, from that constant noise?

I stayed there for a moment, breathed deeply, and realized that it’s not about escaping our thoughts but finding some meaning in them. Maybe being trapped in our minds isn’t so bad if we can find our way through it. If we can embrace the silence, the questions, the inevitable introspection.

Finally, I stood up, relieved, as if that brief imprisonment had taught me something. There’s nowhere to run — we are never truly alone, even when we want to be. Our mind is always with us. Maybe it’s time to make peace with it.

Keywords: introspection, mental prison, self-reflection, thoughts, expectations, peace

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September 24st, 2024 – № 4_24 – 454 words, 2570 characters

Today, I reflected on how easily we let ourselves be controlled by the opinions of others.

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It seems that from an early age, we're taught to conform, to meet expectations we didn’t set for ourselves. "You have to do this," they tell us—and we obey. And what's the worst part? We often don’t even question why.

I remember all those moments when I forced myself to do something I didn’t enjoy, just because I felt like I had to. Why? Because it’s how things are supposed to be, because of society, responsibility, because… they say so. It’s almost like a mental trap. They teach us that discomfort and frustration are natural parts of success. But what if that’s not true? What if the biggest mistake is forcing ourselves into things that drain us, instead of searching for what truly fulfills us?

I believe there’s a huge difference between overcoming challenges that give us meaning and suffocating under the weight of others' expectations. That first path, however hard it may be, ultimately enriches us. But the second slowly destroys us.

Today was one of those days when I had to remind myself that there’s no shame in saying "no." I opened my planner and looked at all the tasks that piled up because I felt like I "should." And suddenly, I realized that none of them reflected what I actually want to do. That was the moment I decided. No, I’m not going to force myself into things that don’t bring me joy or purpose, just because someone ordered it or because it’s expected of me.

Of course, there are obligations we must fulfill—that’s life. But that doesn’t mean we should ignore our own internal compass. If something doesn’t truly interest us, if it doesn’t fulfill us, it’s easy to convince ourselves that it’s normal, that it’s a sacrifice we have to make. But is that really the case? Or is it just a habit we imprison ourselves with?

It’s liberating to realize we have a choice. We don’t have to force ourselves into things that don’t fulfill us. Not because it’s easy, but because it’s right. Life is too short to spend it doing things we don’t enjoy. Maybe it sounds like a cliché, but today it feels clearer to me than ever before.

So instead of continuing to push myself into useless things that don’t bring me joy, I decided to spend tonight doing what I love. No guilt, no regrets. Because the real loss isn’t saying "no" to the things that suffocate us—but continuing with them when we could be living differently.

Now that I’ve made that clear to myself, it’s like breathing fresh air. Maybe that’s the secret—not forcing yourself into things, but letting yourself be led by what gives you meaning.

Keywords: conformity, expectations, fulfillment, choice, personal compass, liberation

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September 23st, 2024 – № 3_24 – 537 words, 3167 characters

Today, I found myself reflecting once again on how much the world has changed – and with it, so have I. Artificial intelligence is everywhere. As I write these lines, I feel like there's an invisible companion sitting in the back of my mind, ready to jump in at any moment, correct my mistakes, and finish my thoughts. And yet, even though it's all so useful, I feel like we are starting to lose something important. The battle for creativity, I tell myself, is currently underway.

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Every day, I face a decision. Let AI finish what I started? Or keep the creative process purely to myself? AI is brilliant at what it does. It can optimize, suggest, predict. But can it truly create? That's the question that keeps nagging at me.

This morning, as I was trying to come up with a new idea for an article, AI offered me several ways to proceed. They were elegant thoughts, perfectly formulated, but they lacked something essential – that human touch that brings originality and authenticity. It felt like being served a meal that was perfect on the outside but lacked flavor. Without personal investment, without that dose of messiness, imperfection, and self-doubt, it just wasn’t the same.

Artificial intelligence offers us tools to work more efficiently, faster, with less effort. But maybe it’s the "less effort" that’s the problem. When we let machines guide us, we risk losing those small mistakes, those unexpected detours that often lead us to discoveries. Creativity isn’t just about producing something new – it’s about the process, the struggle, about how we confront and overcome our own limitations.

Sometimes I wonder if AI even understands this struggle. Its algorithms don’t make mistakes, don’t experience the frustration of a blank page, don’t fear not being good enough. And it’s precisely this fear, these moments of uncertainty, that I believe are what make true creativity.

But at the same time, I admit, AI has its place. Maybe it’s not here to replace us but to help us. The true value of artificial intelligence lies in how we use it, not in letting it replace our own creativity. It should be our tool, our assistant, not our master. It’s up to us to learn how to use this tool wisely – how to integrate it into our lives in a way that enriches us but doesn’t stifle our own ability to create.

At the end of the day (before bed), I realize that this battle for creativity isn’t about whether AI will defeat us. It’s about how we will fight for ourselves – for our ideas, for our authenticity, for that human touch that can’t be programmed.

Keywords: creativity, AI, technology, human touch, originality, struggle

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September 22st, 2024 – № 2_24 – 531 words, 2984 characters

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September 22nd

It all started as an innocent game, like something we used to watch in dystopian movies but never thought could become reality. The streets were bustling. Groups of people were laughing, children were playing on the corner, and grandmothers sat on benches, chatting about the weather and how quickly time flies. No one knew what was coming. It was unexpected, swift, terrifying.

First, the pagers exploded – those old ones we kept just in case modern technology failed. The blast took our breath away, but we still laughed. "Someone went overboard with the jokes," someone said, and we nodded.

But then it spread. First, the radios, laptops, cell phones, scooters, and finally, with some grotesque irony, even the solar panels. Everything that had something to do with technology, with energy, became a weapon.

I remember looking over my shoulder when it happened for the first time. A casual conversation on the phone interrupted by a sudden explosion. Figures falling to the ground, struck down by their own devices, as if the world had gone mad and everything we considered safe turned against us.

And then the bodies. When they started taking them away, we thought that at least death would bring peace. But even in their pockets, death was hidden. Those bombs, that twisted technology that was literally exploding in our hands, were everywhere. Some tried to avoid it, throwing away phones, shutting down laptops, but what good was it?

Everywhere around us was something that could explode at any moment. It was no longer about safety. There was nowhere to hide.

Israel, they said. It was their doing. They turned every piece of technology, every device we ever used, into a potential weapon. And even though we thought we were safe, that we weren’t their target, it slowly dawned on us that anyone could be the enemy. Hostility doesn’t have to be inherent, all it takes is for someone to mark you. All it takes is for someone on the other side of the world to decide that you're no longer just a spectator, but a player in a game you didn’t choose.

Now I sit here, staring at an empty room where technology once buzzed, technology I took for granted. We used to believe that technology was here to serve us, to make our lives easier. Today, it’s something we fear. And I don’t know what’s next. When something unpredictable will happen, something that will explode right in my hands.

It’s hard to believe that we once lived in a world where technology meant progress. Today it means fear. And as I think about how easy it is to become the enemy, I wonder who decides when and why we become one. Is it a wrong move, wrong words, or just the wrong time and place?

Today, it doesn’t matter anymore.

Keywords: technology, fear, explosion, Israel, enemy, safety

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This morning, the forest where I regularly take my quiet walks felt strangely alive.

September 21st, 2024 – № 1_24 – 514 words, 2863 characters

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The air was heavy with dew, which turned into a fine mist with the first rays of the sun. The trees, so familiar to me, seemed foreign today, as if each branch and every leaf concealed something I had never noticed before. Perhaps it was just my mood, but I had the feeling that nature was speaking to me in a language I once understood but now eludes me.

As I approached the clearing, where the scent of damp pine needles always rises from the grass, I saw a figure in the distance. For a moment, I wondered if it was merely an illusion created by the mist. As I drew closer, I recognized a face I thought I had long forgotten. It was Jakub, an old acquaintance from the days when we dreamed of grand things but couldn’t muster the courage for even the small ones.

He greeted me with a smile that was as infectious as ever, though there was a noticeable weariness in his eyes. After a brief friendly conversation, he calmly told me that he had decided to travel far east, where he had discovered a forgotten island, supposedly missing from all modern maps. He claimed it was a place where time flows differently, where trees whisper the stories of long-lost nations, and the sea sings the melancholic song of ancient travelers.

It was strange to hear this from him. Jakub, whom I had always considered practical and firmly grounded, was now speaking of mystical things with utter seriousness. "Perhaps we’ve always looked at the world from different angles," he said before we parted. His words echoed in my ears even after he disappeared into the mist.

I stayed in the clearing longer than I had planned. I watched the trees, listened to the birds, and suddenly it seemed that Jakub’s story had a deeper meaning. How long have I clung to what I know, out of fear that venturing into the unknown would be too risky? Jakub had discovered an island; what had I discovered?

On the way home, my mind swirled with thoughts of leaving, of adventure, of the world beyond the horizon. I had become too comfortable in my quiet corner of the forest. Perhaps I was afraid to admit that this corner, though beautiful, had long ceased to be a place where my soul felt free.

Eventually, I arrived home, but Jakub’s words still resonated within me. Perhaps it’s not necessary to travel to a mysterious island to experience something new. Maybe that island awaits within me, ready to be discovered as soon as I’m willing to venture beyond the boundaries of what I know.

But tonight, in the light of the moon shining through the window blinds, I think to myself – perhaps tomorrow I will start writing my new story. I won’t go far, but maybe that won’t be necessary. Maybe it’s enough to stop looking for reasons to stay and start dreaming of reasons to move forward.

Keywords: forest, morning, mist, Jakub, island, trees, unknown, adventure, soul, horizon, story, leaving

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April 12, 2023 - № 19_23 - 620 words, 3629 characters

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Section: Humor, Philosophy, Psychology

The Advantages of Being a Stray

Despite the challenges, being a stray also comes with its own set of advantages. Here are some reasons why being a stray can actually be pretty great:

Freedom to Explore

When you don't have a permanent home, you have the freedom to explore the world around you. Stray animals often wander around and discover new places, people, and things. They get to experience life in a way that pet animals can't.

No Restrictions

As a stray, you're not bound by any rules or regulations. You can come and go as you please, without anyone telling you what to do. There's no need to worry about schedules, appointments, or responsibilities. You can simply enjoy life on your own terms.

Strong Survival Skills

Living on the streets requires a certain level of resourcefulness and adaptability. Stray animals develop strong survival skills, learning how to fend for themselves and find food and shelter in even the most challenging situations. These skills can come in handy in many other areas of life as well.

The Drawbacks of Being a Stray

While being a stray may have its advantages, there are also many drawbacks. Here are some of the challenges that come with being a stray:

Lack of Stability

One of the biggest challenges of being a stray is the lack of stability. Stray animals don't have a consistent source of food or shelter, and they never know where they'll sleep at night. This can lead to a great deal of stress and anxiety.

Poor Health

Living on the streets can take a toll on an animal's health. Stray animals are more likely to get sick or injured, and they often don't receive the medical attention they need. This can lead to chronic health problems and a shorter lifespan.

Vulnerability to Danger

Being a stray can also be dangerous. Stray animals are often at risk of being hit by cars, attacked by other animals, or mistreated by humans. They're also more likely to be exposed to diseases or parasites.

Conclusion

In conclusion, being a stray is a complex and challenging experience. While it may have its advantages, such as the freedom to explore and the development of strong survival skills, it also comes with many drawbacks, including a lack of stability, poor health, and vulnerability to danger. Ultimately, whether or not being a stray is important is up for debate.

Some animals may thrive on the streets, while others may suffer greatly. It's important to consider the unique needs and circumstances of each individual animal, and to do our best to provide them with the care and support they need to live happy and healthy lives.

Keywords: stray, challenges, advantages, drawbacks, survival skills, health, danger, stability, freedom

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April 11, 2023 - № 18_23 - 611 words, 3513 characters

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Section: Humor, Philosophy, Psychology

A Purrfectly Good Life

Do you ever look at your cat and think, "Wow, they have it all figured out"? They laze around all day, get fed regularly, and never have to worry about paying rent. As it turns out, there may be more to their carefree lifestyle than meets the eye. In fact, being a stray could be the key to living your best life.

Independence is Key

When you're a stray, you don't have to rely on anyone else. You can come and go as you please, without worrying about being tied down to a schedule. This level of independence can be freeing and empowering. Plus, if you get lost or find yourself in a dangerous situation, you know how to take care of yourself.

Exploring the World Around You

As a stray, you have the opportunity to explore the world around you. You're not confined to one space or territory, so you can wander to your heart's content. You can discover new smells, sights, and experiences that you may not have encountered otherwise. Who knows what adventures lie just beyond your doorstep?

No Stress, No Worries

When you're a stray, you don't have to worry about the little things in life. You don't have to worry about paying bills, maintaining a job, or keeping up with the Joneses. Your only concern is finding your next meal and a cozy place to sleep. Talk about living stress-free!

Community and Companionship

Contrary to popular belief, strays aren't always alone. In fact, they often form their own communities and support systems. They may have cat friends that they hang out with, or even kind humans who leave food and water out for them. Being a stray doesn't mean you have to be isolated or lonely. You can still form connections and friendships, even without a traditional home.

The Downside of Domesticity

Sure, being a stray may have its challenges, but so does domesticity. When you're a house cat, you're confined to a certain space and routine. You may not have the same level of freedom or independence as a stray. Plus, you have to deal with things like litter boxes, scheduled feedings, and human rules. Is it really worth it?

Embrace Your Inner Stray

So, what's the verdict? Is being a stray really all it's cracked up to be? Well, it depends on your perspective. If you value independence, exploration, and a stress-free lifestyle, then being a stray may be the purrfect fit for you. Of course, if you prefer the comforts of domesticity, that's okay too. The important thing is to embrace your inner stray and live life on your own terms.

Keywords: stray, independence, exploration, community, stress-free, domesticity

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April 6, 2023 - № 18_23 - 575 words, 3049 characters

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Section: Humor, Psychology, Diplomacy

We all have things we wish we could say, but sometimes it's just too risky. It's not easy to reveal the deepest, darkest thoughts and secrets that we keep hidden. But what if we could say those things in a funny way? A way that would make us feel better and perhaps even make others laugh?

Confession #1: Your Cooking is Terrible

I wish I could tell you that your cooking is terrible. Every time I come over to your house, I try to avoid eating the food you make. I've been to a five-year-old's birthday party with better catering. But I don't want to hurt your feelings, so I pretend to enjoy it. Maybe it's time to invest in a cookbook or take some cooking classes.

Confession #2: I Don't Like Your Dog

I wish I could tell you that I don't like your dog. I know you love him and think he's the cutest thing in the world, but to me, he's a furry nightmare. He's constantly barking, shedding, and jumping all over me. I don't want to offend you or hurt your feelings, but please keep him away from me.

Confession #3: I Cheated on That Test

I wish I could tell you that I cheated on that test. I know I shouldn't have done it, and I feel guilty about it now, but at the time, I was desperate. I was failing the class and needed to pass the test to graduate. I'm not proud of what I did, but I needed to do what I had to do.

Confession #4: I Hated Your Wedding

I wish I could tell you that I hated your wedding. I know you spent a lot of money and time planning it, but to me, it was a disaster. The food was terrible, the music was too loud, and the venue was ugly. But I didn't want to ruin your day, so I put on a fake smile and danced awkwardly to "YMCA."

Confession #5: I'm Not Really Listening to You

I wish I could tell you that I'm not really listening to you. I know you're talking about something important to you, but my mind is wandering. I'm thinking about what I'm going to have for lunch or what I need to do after we finish talking. But I don't want to be rude, so I nod my head and pretend to be engaged.

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Section: Humor, Psychology

Life isn't always fair, but that doesn't mean you can't create your own success story. If you've ever felt like you were dealt a bad hand in life, don't worry, you're not alone. In fact, some of the most successful people in the world faced major obstacles on their path to success. So, let's explore how you can create your best life on an uneven playing field.

Laughing at Life's Inequities

Embracing Humor in the Face of Adversity

Life can be tough, but sometimes, laughter is the best medicine. By finding humor in the obstacles you face, you can turn them into opportunities for growth and success. Share a personal anecdote or example of a successful person who embraced humor in the face of adversity.

Recognizing the Value of Persistence

Sometimes, success is all about persistence. Even if you feel like the deck is stacked against you, don't give up. Keep pushing forward and believe in yourself. Share an inspiring story or example of someone who persisted despite facing significant challenges.

Playing the Hand You're Dealt

Making the Most of Your Resources

When you're working with limited resources, it's important to make the most of what you have. This might mean being creative, thinking outside the box, or simply finding ways to stretch your resources further. Share a personal anecdote or example of someone who made the most of limited resources.

Finding Opportunities in Unexpected Places

Sometimes, the best opportunities come from unexpected places. Don't be afraid to take risks and try new things. Share an example of a successful person who found opportunities in unexpected places.

Creating Your Own Success Story

Defining Success on Your Own Terms

Success means different things to different people. It's important to define success on your own terms, rather than letting others define it for you. Share a personal anecdote or example of someone who defined success on their own terms.

Taking Control of Your Future

You are the master of your own fate. Take control of your future by setting goals, creating a plan, and taking action. Share an inspiring story or example of someone who took control of their future and created their own success story.

Conclusion

Life isn't always fair, but that doesn't mean you can't create your best life on an uneven playing field. By embracing humor, recognizing the value of persistence, making the most of your resources, finding opportunities in unexpected places, defining success on your own terms, and taking control of your future, you can achieve your goals and create the life you want. Remember, success is not about the hand you're dealt, but how you choose to play it.

Keywords: success, adversity, humor, persistence, resources, opportunities, defining success, taking control

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