Paradoxical Stories

After a long summer with dozens of hours spent walking through corn fields, plenty of time to contemplate the inexplicable, I had some free time to write. And thus "Paradox" was born.

[ Election in India is a dance of democracy]

He is seen by the world as calm, composed, even flawless. But beneath the carefully constructed surface lies a mind full of shadows, secrets, and fragments of truths he will never reveal. In the bustling city, he moves among strangers with a grace that conceals as much as it reveals, letting the world see only what he allows. Snow-white Darkness is a man of contradictions - luminous in presence, yet shrouded in mystery. Every interaction, every glance, every smile is a piece of a puzzle that no one can complete. And yet, something - a fleeting connection, a challenge to his guarded self - threatens to unravel the boundaries he has so meticulously built. In a modern world obsessed with appearances, where trust is currency and vulnerability a risk, he navigates life like a silent observer, questioning the line between what is shown and what is hidden. Fragments of a Silent Mind is a haunting journey into the depths of identity, the power of secrecy, and the delicate dance between the self we display and the self we protect.

She was just a girl who wants revenge. He was a guy who is the killer. No more description 😉

You die a little inside every time you daydream about having sex with crush, or for just harmlessly putting off doing your homework just because you're lazy, or for getting upset over a game notification, or for asking money in return for little services like sharing your illegally owned software or movies, or for eating the whole pizza by yourself, or for feeling mad because you don't have an iPhone 6 while your fake friend does, or for hating anything that proves embarrassing truths about you. Every piece in this poetry book is as beautifully written as the lies that society brings daily to our table.

Man I got caught up in a life where I really thought to myself I must had it really going on in the last one or other one before I was given birth. Because alot teaching that shaped and formed life were contradicting each other, not making it easy or simple, and ending up being a lie or dissapoints or surrounded by some other say. So I would try to figure out or push my way though but I never knew what it meant to be clustered to the point I shut up, dont care and take it all for what it is. Because it could me, you or any other excuse that I and even you have made before.

Someone had an idea. It was a unique idea, really, but a strange one as well. What if two paradoxical things could exist in a human being? Beautiful and hideous, fearful and brave, fire and ice... The hypothesized result was they'd gain something of great value. What that something was is still in question. As researchers, Zeke and Blake couldn't have been more thrilled to be researching paradoxes. But as childhood friends, they find the project is becoming dangerous. Their research is leaked, their lives are threatened, and they only have each other to lean on. The hypothesized result? Something, whether the press, whether the one behind the death threats, whether one of the two inseparable friends was going to tear them apart. Thanks to Daydreamer7749 for the amazing cover! I would also like to thank Ari_forev and foreverballoon for the additional choices of covers they provided. If you need a cover, I'd definitely recommend all three. :P

Memes will likely be involved. what more can I say?

If @XsyashiasX hasn't lost them already. And I get it, I mean... marbles can be extremely hard to relocate. I mean, they're small and often times transparent so once you find one, suddenly you're neglecting the possibility that there are others around it, therefore stepping on ANOTHER one, rolling your ankle as it rolls away, probably under who knows where in your house, and then you will have lost them AGAIN. Tough shit, really. I had some marbles before when I was really young and I lost them. Probably explains why I'm lunatic enough to write this book. And maybe... JUST maybe.... You're MORE lunatic than me if you choose to read this. 😜 (Also, did you notice the marble print for the cover? That was on purpose.)

"You may want to know, Fuski." Said the young boy, his voice cracked from emotions. "Listen. We don't have any time for that! You need to get to those goddamn doors and save Kat!" The voice of the angry teen softly dropped as Skyes opened his mouth. "She's. Dead."

This is me just showing how life must be for numbers, and because I just wanted to do a book on this! :)

Horace and his new friend, Paul, stumble on a time machine and into an adventure with a crazy old inventor, trekking through different timelines, and finding a way to make it all possible in the first place. *Currently doing some editing

This poem tells the story of a heartbreak, where love itself becomes unbearable-forcing one to leave, not out of hatred, but out of mercy. Staying would only break them more. It is not my first poem, but it is the first I've chosen to share in Wattpad. A piece of myself, published for the first time.

These are just a couple of my favorite paradoxes that will mess with your head

"Desiderium" by Ben Emma, is a classical yet modern poem encapsulating the essence of longing and yearning. It suggests a deep, reflective journey through the landscapes of love and desire, one that resonates with the universal human experience of seeking connection.

It was the little things The things in between the lines The signs The energy The memories And Whatever else

What's true evil in the face of reality? Does it, or can it, even exist? If so, how do you make it? All these questions are the building blocks of a deep dive into the wizarding world of J. K. Rowling, from the perspective of a dark fantasy writer, such as myself. A weird story with an even weirder protagonist, whose question make brains twist into bloody puddles. History repeats itself, only different enough to confuse all historians, with a neverending cycle of hate and despair. And as such, the one of pure evil must stand as a hero, and the one of pure goodness as a villain. But in the end, there's only one choice to make, one question to answer: "Can evil be good?"