Cynicism Stories

Poetic philosophical aphorisms with unique perspective all in one. #DarkAcademia #Philosophy #Aphorisms #Cynicism #Misanthrope

When Terra is doomed, humanity's last hope launches into the stars aboard a generational vessel meant to carry civilization beyond extinction. But the crew is not humanity's best; only those bold enough to steal the future for themselves. Unbeknownst to them, a stowaway is trapped within the ship: a quiet technician who boarded only to correct a forgotten repair. He never meant to survive the end of the world; only to fix a mistake. From the shadows, he watches ambition rot into tyranny. In the vacuum between stars, fear becomes governance, governance becomes violence, and humanity's final sanctuary collapses into bloodshed. One by one, the self-appointed saviors destroy each other, leaving a single unintended witness drifting through eternity. Alone at the edge of existence, he confronts the question he has avoided his entire life: if survival is stripped of recognition, legacy, and audience what is its purpose? As the universe grows silent and the last human stands before infinite dark, THE END asks, "When clarity finally arrives, and there is no one left to see it, does it matter?"

Hercules Porter never wanted to become a hero. In fact, he hated most people, especially teenagers in his elite private school. The only person he believed to be worth saving was his sister. But then she goes missing. This forces Hercules to go on a hunt for her which leads him to The Eagles, a ragtag group of teenagers claiming to be heroes. He joins them and eventually goes on missions as he slowly begins to see the worth of humans. He has to fight crooks, masterminds and may have to kill the person who kidnaps his sister. Let the adventure begin. * This is a stand alone book from The Indigo Hero of Eagles but its more interesting if you read the other one first.

Creative Writing Club's anonymous submissions

Poems about life and death, love and heartbreak and mustering the courage to go on - despite it all. Majority of this was written in 2020 and 2021 and hence is inspired by the COVID-19 pandemic, the lockdowns, the mandates and the heavy toll it took on our mental health. Having so much time to think about life led to a lot of existential angst - why are we here? and how do we come to terms with our ever-looming mortality? how do we grapple with the losses of people that we love? where do people go after they die? how do we cope with death? In short, it is a collection about both the darkness and lightness of life - about the realities of this ever-changing world that we find ourselves in. It was a way of coping for me in those long dark months - and I hope you will also find pieces of comfort and solace within these words - knowing that you are not alone, in your angst, in your worries, on your dark days.

The most intriguing of all things "human" are faces. Not the ones which our skins naturally wear but the several invisible masks that hide us from everything , even from ourselves. We are so many people all at once that the very point of the word "identity" begins to face a crisis. We take all our past , present and our constantly variable futures to create our infinite faces but it is about time we quit relying on such contraptions and instead be something which we were meant to be and that is , namely "ourselves".

Menippus, a slave in Ancient Greece, relates the tale of Harpalus, the man who dared to do good.

For anyone who doesn't know me, my name is Sam Thanatos. I was born and abandoned on the shore of a lake in the middle of a forest inhabited by ghosts, spirits, gods and other creatures. I was adopted by Lexi and Luke Thanatos, the couple who found me. Every summer of every year I come back to that lake, the most important place in the world, the place where I was born, the place where I met Tei, and the place where I learned all the truth about my past. This is a story of untold truths. This is a story of victories and losses. This is a story of freedom. This is the story of how I died.

And yet it seems it is the way of this world that the lowliest of men, shall be the lowliest only at God's approval! And look out, look for yourself.! We have been approved, given the right to wallow and moan of our misery! Shalt I cry? Shalt I? What an honour we've been bestowed, the honour of wretchedness! Short story I randomly wrote at 10pm to quench my boredom idk i ran out of hot wheels

...well, where do I begin? we do not know where this story ends ..or where it will go , the writer writes according to intuition and...a word she will not say. she cannot think of a synopsis that will fit this story. read it if you will , or you might.. if you are an Artist, welcome. if you are a writer, welcome.. or you just want a good read. welcome... the Writer cannot guarantee, but try and stick to what soothes you. this might not be the norms of what you read it is fictional as well as realistic, a touch of the struggles of a person. a writer and an artist , with many other talents, struggles with anxiety, self worth, cynicism, depression, you've probably heard that before, might be cliche but I am at unawares, because this story is based on real life experiences. the experiences that probably have no idea. note. it is based. the writer will not disclose too much of herself. enjoy or ponder. the writer prefers you ponder.

Finding the cynic's point of view... "Cynic"- not in the sense of its derogatory meaning; it's in the meaning- being in integrity with the nature & not believing in the human integrity, as human being has always created myths for the benefit of few & the oppression of masses; knowingly-unknowingly. Here are some known-unknown stories & anecdotes; may be the perspectives are also not new!

Trinbamna. A deeply isolated village where people have lived centuries without contact to the outside world. What happens when few explorers happen to find the place and make it a tourist attraction? How will our protagonist, the village elder Kroesik, cope with social media, capitalism, marriage and all the other things from our world? A short story of a troubled village elder and his struggles to understand the crazy ways of our world, gives you a new way to look at the problems within our society. To see them through the eyes of a child.

Short stories about time: its nature and its effect.

The untold story of the founding of the detective agency

[𝒞𝓊𝓇𝓇𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓁𝓎 𝑜𝓃 𝒽𝒾𝒶𝓉𝓊𝓈] ❝You are my sunshine My only sunshine You make me happy When sky's are gray❞ - Elizabeth Mitchel, You Are My Sunshine • ↳ Just a little book of quotes that I like. Some are serious and some are silly. I'll try my best to update daily, I hope they put a smile on your face! These don't belong to me unless stated. Thanks for reading!

At the risk of sounding dramatic I would call it a glimpse within the depths of many layers that surround our everyday lives. I would hope that you read and realize that someone else sees things as they are too.