Intuitions Stories

"It takes magnanimity to comprehend something magical". "I had to swerve from the woods, in order to observe the goods, I had to pamper, but resolved not to tamper. The votary gave me a blow, but I was not the one to let that flow. Shattering his gaped expression, I went inside and made an impression." This is a poetry collection of a girl, who exhibits her contemplations through her poems. This book isn't just a treatise, but a tenacity to myself, to keep the living record of my life... It contains all the letters that I've been writing to myself since last 1 decade... My poems are in one way the true contemplation of my own soul. These poems are the confessions of a girl, who has a burning desire in her to write. She is a sophisticated writer, who has been blessed with an enthralling imagination, and is always absorbed in her own Utopia.... Just some random thoughts that were put into a perfect blend by an inexorable amateur, who has a passion to write..... Appealing though, the writer doesn't finds herself being appraised for any of her works, instead mocked around by her own family..... But, in spite of all the ridicules that have been, the poet never loses hope, to keep writing. And this book of poetry, is the outcome of that burning desire..........

NON-FICTION; IT IS A (META)- ETHICAL ACCOUNT - PHILOSOPHICAL FACTUAL TEXT SACHTEXT; ES HANDELT SICH UM EINE (META)- ETHISCHE THEORIE - PHILOSOPHISCHER SACHTEXT In the thesis I defend the view that our ethics are fundamentally grounded in intuitions. Of course I don't consider these propositions as some kind of holy grail of ethics: One big problem with the propositions is for example, that they are ridiculously vague which is why, I suspect, people of the past, presence and future won't except this kind of account as their holy grail of morals (and probably for good reasons) but rather continue with the sacred search. My point (in this may be the only real original thought of these propositions) is: To keep searching is pointless because vague - but nevertheless strongly felt, so strong that we would die for them! - intuitions are all we have, to ground our morals in. What else is there really? Any not radically vague moral-system is doomed to fail because our moral principles are derivatives of moral intuitions, beliefs which are based on strong emotions, which lead to judgments in the face of scenarios we encounter - real or imagined. These kinds of things: Intuitions, beliefs etc. are inherently vague; the only thing rationality can contribute here, is to review the degree of coherence (and eliminate dogmas, real dogmas, the ones, that are not self-evident but rely on heavy unjustified assumptions). So, I suggest we bite the bullet and drink deep of this vague, watery and rusty grail. On the upside: We do escape the pit of moral relativism since, as I stated, there is a case to be made that these moral principles are valid and binding. It is also important to notice that the vague character of ethics doesn't diminish the importance of ethics and morals . These intuitions might in my not-so-humble opinion be the most important things in our whole existence.

Elara, a 17 year old girl, is able to sense death right before it happens. She then joins a center of six other teens with special intuitions like hers. Together, they're tasked with helping people and investigating the unsettling events haunting their city. But the deeper they dig, the more they discover, and that, at their own risks. Lies are hidden behind friendly smiles. Truths are twisted. and the danger might not be that far... - Message of the writer : This book is also posted on Tiktok, under the acc : clara_writing, and I invite you to follow if you wish to check edits, teasers, visuals, voice claims...etc. The parts are posted there too but will be available here, on Wattpad, before Tiktok ! Note : English isn't my first language so I apologize for any possible mistakes !! Shout-out to the best support I've ever got (tiktok) : omersnstwym, who was there from the very beginning, denkisgffrfr too, and kindafunnyorlikenot, who deserves so much !! Ofc I can't forget : simply_jess.t, and other writers like : paigerawlinswrites, c_loves_books, edywritesalot...and more. I wish you a nice read !! (The cover was made by an amazing artist : Emji Sean, who I thank deeply !)

On opening night of the stage play, Perkins' Ghost, at the Astor Theatre, a shocking murder had occurred, leaving many residents of the sleepy hollow to suspect that the murderer might have been that of the ghost of Simeon Perkins. With virtually no clues to follow, apart from the unexplained sightings of a Perkins look-alike, clairvoyants, fortune cookies, intuitions and a seemingly odd connection between the murder or murderer and the Kings Orange Rangers. Sergeant Hill wondered if the murderer would ever be found. The little town of Liverpool, Nova Scotia, once booming with industry, had settled into itself. Ancient trees lined the streets, dappling patterns on the Colonial and Victorian homes. It was a quiet place, where retirees settled and where tourists went to soak up Canadian history or to sit alongside the Mersey River, watching as it glided by while listening to birds twittering in the trees. Nothing newsworthy had ever happened in Liverpool until a murder occurred.

Who killed Samantha Villanova? That's the same thing most people wanted to know, but as her death left with only one clue. Things get weirder that day in Saturday evening founding another clue that left students question their own selfs. As time goes by, the students made their way to investigate. To figure out the truth, to remove accusations and thus to catch the real culprit who's been tagging all the threads all this time. And lastly is to give justice from Samantha Villanova's death.