Saved from the end of the world by The Society; a small community 22,000 feet above Earth's surface, seventeen year old Ivy Stone lives with her parents and younger sister under its rule. After Ivy earns a position apart of the Exploration Unit, she quickly becomes disillusioned about what goes on behind the scenes. Forced to keep the harmful nature of the air creatures that plague The Society and what really happens to the dead a secret, she finds herself exiled by President Khamar. Ivy embarks on a journey to find a hidden civilization on Earth's surface in order to prevent the President of The Society from killing thousands of people. Along the way, she comes to learn her purpose in life, and accepts her fate for the good of the universe.

DON"T READ THIS IF YOU DON"T WANNA HEAR THE TRUTH. I don't want to explain everything to ignorant people who need 40 different people to tell them to grow up. It's a basic book of poems that will probably piss anyone who has a lack of sense,knowledge, and stubborness.

Have you ever been someone who used to frequent online message boards in order to just, connect, and release that life stress behind the mask of words? Well, I tried it! But in the end. All I really did was become even more frustrated, irate, crazy, and senile than ever before. The upside was that my writing became surreal. It was the best kind of "Real Life" writing exercise. These are my actual original postings and words from those boards, which I later deleted from those mediums due to my chronic neurotic nature. But then later realized they were worth keeping. (All Quoted Biblical Scripture is from the 1986 NIV Version) The stories can be read in any order! So, no matter what kind of day you're having. Or what frame of mind you're in. There is sure to be a post, short story, quote, rant, essay, or poem in it just for you! Please Enjoy!

Who am I? What is the meaning of myself? What am I made of? Am I a mere flesh or I am more than anything corporeal with an exalted dignity? Do I really exists with a purpose or none? The questions about yourself can be answered in various ways... May be the knowledge of my self can help you discover yours too. I not just a mere corpus but also a rational being with a spirit.

If there is no God and our existence is an accident, then what's the purpose of everything? In this essay I explore the purpose and meaning to life in the absence of religion, and stumble upon a great answer.

For years you dreamed of becoming an idol but never got a chance to become a trainee. Your parents didn't want you to be distracted from your studies so they never had let you audition to become one. But one day, they finally gave you permission to train under YG Entertainment. What convinced them to let you become a trainee? How would life be like after you become one?

The United Sectors of Argyris was a masterpiece. Home to people from all walks of life, the nation was divided into eleven sectors. Each was named after a colour on the spectrum and was the central of a different area of profession. Much like the colours that stood for them, its people led vibrant lives surrounded by like-minded individuals, going about their day-to-day businesses. The land was a canvas on which the painters did their work, taking pride in the masterpiece they'd created together. But that was the Argyris of fourteen years ago. Fourteen years since the King passed away and twelve since the Queen took over, the world as Argyrians know it has fallen apart. Two years ago came the death of the nation's only hope-Prince Nicholas-who was counted on to succeed the throne. Beneath the surface of a nation torn to shreds and people constricted by fear, something was rising. A wildfire was blazing through the sectors. The Nixes were rising from the ashes and ready to take back what was rightfully theirs. This time, they'd paint a different picture. One that was simply the art of war.

For mostly immature audiences only. Preening pontificating from a pretentious pleb. (Updated whimsically) Take a tour through someone else's mind, as the author and terrible illustrator attempt to put the vagaries and soul crushing brutality of everyday life into just enough perspective to make the great issues of our time look as stupid as they are. I will, eventually, tackle great issues such as Microplastics, Hipsters, why Nuclear Disarmament is a terrible idea, why the world is overflowing with optimism, and other important issues. Now, I understand that Wattpad holds a degree of civility in its discourse that you rarely find on the internet. With that in mind, if you find a bit of incivility presents your point better, I don't mind. Being Wattpad, I suspect your meanest insults would sound like the kindest thing to ever appear on 4chan. -Will you laugh? I hope so. -Will you cry? I really hope not. I wasn't trying for that at all. If you do, I am sorry. -Will you send death threats? No, of course not. This isn't Twitter. Wattpaders have dignity. -Will you scoff and not read this because you were looking for One Direction fan fiction? probably. -Will you mock my doodling? I won't be offended if you do. -Will you disagree? No. You didn't read this. You were looking for one direction fan fiction. The new cover is courtesy of @stormythezebra