Absurdism Stories

I tired fish gets fired from his job at the coral dance club.

HE JUST DOESN'T KNOW WHEN TO STOP After falling asleep to a video of the "nihilist penguin", Lian Min wakes at 3 a.m. to wet footprints and melting snow in his studio apartment in a country of perennial summer. On tracing the footprints to the corridor, he discovers a world in stasis where he is the only one who can still move. That's the least of his worries, however. Various flowers begin sprouting in his living room and the footprints change trails without warning, leading him to discover things about his neighbourhood that he never knew and perhaps should not know. Then the trail goes cold.

There is another dimension beyond that which is known to fictional characters. A collection of short stories, poems, snippets, vignettes, and everything else that crosses my mind and has no place in my current publications, or is waiting in the wings to find its forever home. Here is either where ideas are born, or where they go to die. We will be cruising at an altitude of morally dubious. The time is lost. The weather is sarcastic with a high chance of misdirection. Please, sit back, fasten your seatbelts, and enjoy the ride. Just know, there will be turbulence, and there is a shortage of chairs.

The life of a girl through a hazy lens Please give feedback :) Chapters will come out regularly. 💕 actually not regularly I haven't updated this in a while lmk if u want another chapter xoxo

Fun little short story I'm writing about a wholesome visit between two friends where nothing bad happens at all :)

A collection of dark poems and writing pieces. 🛑THIS BOOK AND ITS CONTENTS IS ONLY SUPPOSED TO BE ON WATTPAD, TWITTER (twitter.com/luxfalls), INSTAGRAM (instagram.com/luxfalls) AND TUMBLR (luxfalls.tumblr.com), NO SITE IS ALLOWED TO USE IT AS I - LUXFALLS- HAVE ALL RIGHTS RESERVED ON IT. ANY SITE USING IT WILL BE REPORTED. NO EXCEPTIONS WILL BE MADE. (Feb 20,2022)

To its end and its beginning... Founded by rogue principalities Rumour and Boredom, the Church of Ambiguity has one doctrine: False Hope. No messiahs. No dogma. Just perspective, propaganda, and the delicious grey between black and white. A satirical manifesto from the Tzi Universe fringes. Incorruptible, brutally honest, and already recruiting you since the day you became self-aware. Welcome, Dear Reader. You never had a choice. Dark humour, absurdism, existentialism. Read if you're ready to embrace the wild card. 🌑🖤

"Whiskers of Betrayal: A Cat's Tale of Unconventional Love" is a captivating story that explores the complexities of human relationships and the boundless nature of love through the eyes of Mephistopheles, a feline observer with a keen perception. Set in an idyllic suburban dwelling, the story revolves around the intertwined lives of Mr. Whittaker, a distinguished gentleman, Ms. Hastings, a captivating woman, and Mephistopheles himself. The story invites readers to question societal expectations and embrace the vastness of the human experience. It explores the depths of human connections and celebrates the power of love in all its forms, weaving a tapestry of emotions that challenge preconceived notions and offer a glimpse into the extraordinary beauty found in embracing one's true desires.

What if luck wasn't a blessing but a curse that isolates you from everything you truly value? Edward "Luckless" Lockless has spent decades as the university's janitor, beloved by everyone despite his legendary bad luck. When colleagues surprise him with an expensive metal detector for his birthday as an ironic joke he laughs. But finding a mysterious carved meteorite changes everything. Suddenly, Edward's luck transforms dramatically-money flows, opportunities appear, and he acquires wealth beyond his wildest dreams. Yet with each stroke of fortune, he loses something far more precious: the genuine connections and love that once made his life meaningful. As his former best friend Professor Taho Stormluck becomes obsessed with claiming the artifact as rightfully belonging to his people, Edward must confront a terrible truth-some gifts come with a price too heavy to bear. An exploration of fate, friendship, and the true nature of fortune that asks: Is it better to be burdened by luck?

A sublime confession how love for a man can sometimes be one sided and that in order for it to prosper, one must carry on why thinking of thoughts that will leave an abstract hole between reality and spirituality. How each word spoken are melted plates of gold that will never glaciate, and will only live on as a dream. an abstract longing, incurable and dispiriting. Thinking simply of thoughts, one must weight the heaviness of such emotion amidst the crisis of change.

"Remember you have to die. You have to, or Life will all be for naught." One night a while ago i sat thinking about Death, in the least morbid way possible. This was the collection of thoughts and ramblings i had on the topic, wrapped in a "relatively" light-hearted package.

I write in here when I feel insane. Read this if you want an uncomfortable trip down the crappy slumbering parts of the human neuronal slush. An ode self-hatred.

Turmoil has engulfed the European Union. The sovereignty of United Kingdom is in dispute. Hoping to resolve the Brexit with a simple threat, the greedy United Kingdom has dispatched several agents to Brussels in hope of swaying the vote in their favour. While the European Parliament debates over this issue, the secret American president has secretly dispatched two FBI agents to Brussels, the guardians of law and order in US, to settle the Exit Issue *Another version of intro crawl is after the schizo-posting prologue

Another collection of poems. Some about relationships, some about depression and anxiety. Most of them are based on real stuff.

A collection of short chapters, each their own emotion and stage of life of one person. Just how much does my life, my soul, and general understanding of this so-called existence differ from everybody elses? There are a lot of ways to find out...one is, naturally, to write. As I am doing now.

Segregation is a theater of meanings, blending myth, satire, and urban irony. The book explores power, dependency, illusion, and the impossibility of escape, turning architecture, rituals, and social mechanisms into metaphors for inner and systemic struggle.

To Dig or not to Dig, That is The Choice. Inspired the Edwin Montgomery's game of the same name comes "Sisyphus Reborn".

In a world where chaos reigns supreme and the laws of reality bend at will, a ragtag group of misfits finds themselves constantly caught between absurd adventures, supernatural threats, and the never-ending quirks of daily life. At the heart of it all is Ethan, a grizzled semi-retired spy with a healing factor and a permanent grudge against everything loud and inconvenient-like his adopted daughter, Sasha, a sharp-tongued genius with a crippling Vocaloid obsession. Alongside them is Tanner, an overly enthusiastic wildcard who views every life-threatening situation as a fun challenge, Tyler, a brooding loner still haunted by his missing fiancée, Shane, the philosophical poet trapped in a whirlwind of chaos, and Gordon, their enigmatic café-owning leader who just happens to be known by his colleagues as the "True Hero".

W, an 11-year-old resident of a small midwestern city, finds themself called for jury duty in a property dispute over the underworld. It gets weird from there. Soon enough, the story unravels, revealing itself to have been some sort of poorly constructed metaphor the whole time. A previous draft of Author's note received this praise: "Cleverly written... Adventure Yarn. Probe the deep mysteries of life" -My Grandma "The deepest trees of life?" -My Dad "Witty, thought provoking... surprising" -Uncredited This story has a sort of chaos in it that is easily explained by the way it has been haunting me for almost a decade. Over the years, I have attempted to squeeze it into a dozen different meanings, but my previous efforts, lacking an ending to limit them, always seem to bulge out through the cracks. It is a parasite on my soul. I cannot give it up and so have decided, instead, to publish it. Don't read this story. It's bad. Sincerely, The Author PS Updates every 15 days.