Clarity Stories

Building character in the little things

Every woman has been there dropping subtle hints, changing her tone, waiting for him to "just know." But what if he never will? This story, told from a man's quiet perspective, strips away the blame and dives into the real communication gap between men and women. It's not about love lost it's about how men and women speak different emotional languages. Raw, honest, and painfully relatable the kind of piece that makes you say, "Finally, someone said it."

As I look up I see one thing, that is truly great.

For the thoughts the embody us. The thoughts that make us who we are. The can either destroy us or keep us alive. The things we think of is like the little angle or devil you see in the shows. They tell us how to act, who to talk to, and they make us, us. We cannot live without them. If you think about it they have actually taken over us. They take over your mind where sometimes you can't breathe but you breathe anyway. Not edited. So please try to not comment about the grammar. I'll fix it over time.

It is hard to keep pushing for happiness when all you have known is sorrow. My life is full to the brim with mental illness, and it has always been hard to keep pushing for a better life. All that I have ever known is drowned by sadness and my mind fighting for a better view of life. I am just so mentally and physically exhausted of trying to create a better and stable life for myself, it has been eighteen years of complete disaster. I need a way to vent, so that is why I am choosing to write many different short stories based on my heartaches, cluttered thoughts, and mental illnesses.

Story of an ambivert meeting an introverted Christian woman. A lonely man praying for love and looking in all the wrong places. Is his head so high up in the clouds that he can't see the wood for the trees. Will he finally settle down and put all of his fears to rest and get married to the love of his life.

I'll be updating about once a week hopefully creative short stories

My feels.. I guess..

It is a story between two people who decide to sacrifice their love for each other for the love of their way of life.

A Candor boy struggles to hide his Divergence from the truth serum, while trying to protect his mother. Loosely inspired by "Bohemian Rhapsody". I do not own Copyright to Divergent and all that. I have not followed the Candor initiation that Christina describes in the book, but this way suits my plotline.

What do I do with this quietness, all my thoughts are swirling around, the strong urge to run , the path calls to me , the smell of the trees fill my nose, the wind picking up around me , leaves swirl around me , my feet a mind of there own , slowly but at the same time I pick up my feet and start the run, the wind rushing past my ears, the speed of the run increases with every stride, my thoughts running wild in my head, to emotion the past couple days , the run helps it's helping my emotion seep from my body , learning to let it go , life to short to feel the sadness , I feel the happiness begin to seep into my soul, I will be better in a while, it will take sometime , life goes on just like this run its a hard push for me but I will get there , Decending down there path the light shines brightly on my face , looking back on the dark path ive seen what I've overcome , moving towards the light I move toward the beach the sand coming up quick , sinking down into the sand Lie back and let the warm sun and cool breeze cool my body,

[ᴛɪᴛʟᴇ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀɢᴏɪɴɢ ʀᴇᴠɪsɪᴏɴ, ᴅᴇsᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴏɴ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴇᴅɪᴛɪɴɢ, ᴄᴀsᴛ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀɢᴏɪɴɢ ʀᴇsᴇʟᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ. sᴛᴏʀʏ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴏɴ ʜᴏʟᴅ ғᴏʀ ᴛɪʟʟ ᴛɪᴛʟᴇ, ᴅᴇsᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴏɴ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴀsᴛ ᴀʀᴇ ᴄᴏɴғɪʀᴍᴇᴅ.] ᴄᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ʙʏ:@ᴛᴀɪɴᴛᴇᴅᴛᴇᴀʀs

Modern day fables on inner peace, love and harmony. In a world that seems to label everything it encounters, a baby is born that is free. No labels can stick to the one who does not believe in them, and there is a strange man amongst the family who even as an adult, walks without labels. What ability would you add to yourself if you could? Is there anything you would like to suddenly be able to do, without even working at it? Is there any ability you would like to lose? For one boy in the village, he has lost the ability that everyone else seems to have in abundance - the ability to worry. More fables will be added every few days, I hope you enjoy them, and you get can get the full book here: http://www.innerpeacenow.com/inner-peace-fables

"Time, and the people we love, are the only things we could never get back." -Phora // Clarity

A cinematic blend of sci-fi, psychology, and spiritual awakening-Deep Peace explores what happens when you finally step outside the noise... and meet yourself.

They haunted him in my Nightmares. Why did they? Who knows? As much as Kevin Mainerae tried to run and hide from them they where always there. These things where the shadows that Haunted him when he slept.

A collection of short poems written by me (@sophialokey) to make you think about the true meaning of words we use every day. ENJOY!!!!!!

When we lack clarity, there are a few things we can do to position ourselves to receive it.