How painful is the silence that surrounds a person throughout their struggle — living alone in the darkness of circumstance, battling life's pressures, poverty, and a broken spirit in utter quietness.

This artwork captures the profound isolation of the human psyche—an internal turmoil unfolding in absolute silence, entirely hidden from the outside world. While the surface remains untouched, a silent

Why do you always quit right before you succeed? The secret is in the first 3 seconds of hesitation. 🧠🔥 Don't think. Just act.

Being an outcast in their eyes does not mean you are small in reality. Their negative words are merely shadows surrounding your weary body, while your cosmic soul remains far beyond the reach of their

BODY: This is my latest work. I call it "AZ-ZINZANA" (The Prison). Why this name? Because I believe a human being is never truly free. He is a prisoner for his entire life, locked in an eternal

​This fleeting moment encapsulates the true essence of human freedom. Surrounding circumstances and environment are merely "the stage," while our individual will is "the ultimate director"

Content: A digital "expert" appeared with flashy promises to help me build my project. I played along innocently, and he did all the heavy lifting for free: creating the Telegram group, setting

Before joining Hive, I tried many other platforms. Most of them were very difficult for newcomers. I came to Hive with high hopes because it is a decentralized platform. However, my beginning here was

”In every one of us, there is a cell that only disappointments can unlock, and a throne that never settles except through tears.” ​ A Note from the Author’s Soul ​”For two long months, I sat on the threshold

I was sitting as I always do, my fingers moving mechanically. Scrolling up, down, and up again. No purpose. Hours passed. Short clips, fleeting images, empty laughs. When I finally turned off the screen,

The Hero Everyone Fears, But He Is The Savior The story began on a silent night, as I drifted into a deep sleep — but it was no ordinary rest. Suddenly, I found myself defying the laws of gravity; I was

The Tale of Falling Twice: When We Make Peace with Memory, and Pride Fails Us ​Am I “kind-hearted” or “naive”?: When life returns us to the same point of fracture ​Once, I visited a relative. It was a

​Hello, my name is Nawar, I live in Algeria, and I am 24 years old. I write articles in literature and philosophy in a narrative style, and I also write poetry rooted in the heritage of the Ouled Naïl