Historias de Perception

An essay on love, nature, remembrance, perception, and existence itself!!! Oooooooooo I'm pretty proud of this one. Lmk what you all think? Always working improve.

Here are some of my random thoughts (sometimes nonsense) that I happen to think of during the day!! You can also get captions here for your lovely photos. Hope you guys enjoy! O:-)

Theatre is a philosophy in a form of story. It can be defined as the world and the people in it are the actors and actresses. We are just acting as ourselves. [Completed]

"Recueille" de poème. Les thèmes de l'amour ( dans toute ses versions), la perception de soi, les sens, la nature et autre sont évoqués et décrit avec les mots les plus juste possible.

The life of questions and judgement. How we change ourselves according to people's ideas about us are we improving or are we just loosing ourselves somewhere in the process. What if it didn't matter what people say maybe we won't loose that part of ourselves. Maybe we would be the raw form that we choose to be.

See the world in a different light Spiralling perceptions of this age Never halt this undying flight Uphold the passion like a sage Poetry with unbroken spirit Preserved in heart like an amulet. © All Rights Reserved

Read on for what is going to amaze you, make you question the most established facts we know about and get your brain thinking. Theoriis De Mitia[Latin for Theories Of a Kind] is a compilation of theory-thoughts which I've had countless times similar to many of you. Be amazed!

"Pain is temporary, and so are we. Why waste time dwelling in the past when you can manifest your future." Poems 'Garden Chaos' and 'Winter and Spring' has been published. Reach me: @China_Jarae If you liked it and want to see more from me don't forget to Vote & share ❤️ Thank you loveys Impressive Highest rank: #1 in growth about 3 weeks Current highest rank: #6 in growth

"Growing up, I saw relationships as a waste of time. I was okay with just the way I was and I didn't need a girlfriend to complete me"...said Josh and moreover, girls are drama queens"...he added.

The masks. The tears. The lies. The fear. Venice, the city floating on water. The city of the masks. Everyone hides their face, their feelings...themselves. Nobody is quite how they appear...or are they? Marco D'Este, a boy of class, walks the streets with his head heald high. Lena Foscari, a girl, a commoner, a dreamer. Paolo Bianchi, a man driven mad by the need for sanity. For safety. Something stirs in the water, the canals. Something that has been drowned for far too long, something big. But what? Things start to go wrong with the people disappearing. The people in cloaks and masks. But in a city of deception - how does one tell who is good...and who is bad?

I write from experience and all my poems revolve around a certain event please keep an open mind

"Things I wanted to say but I never did" Photos are not mine. Credits to the rightful owner.

A poetry book about nature, the night, and death. Cover Art by: Ayden McAskill Story Art by: AnnaMarie McCreary Written by: Ayden McAskill

This is a type of Narrative poetry, and yes this is heavy type poetry that focuses on how I see the world and the path that I walk, this is also a way for me to express my emotions and thoughts without being judged by anyone , enjoy and please don't judged meh.

When the world is trapped in the prison of reason, who will listen to the whispers of the mad? This book is a philosophical journey that drifts between reality and fantasy, chronicling the perspective of a self-proclaimed "madman" as he observes the world. If we are merely travelers in the flow of time, how should we compose our own melody? Should we conform to the currents of society, or should we bravely embrace madness to uncover the truths that have been overlooked? In this narrative, reason and madness are no longer in opposition but intertwine like poetry, inviting every reader to reexamine their own world.

Rambling venting poetry

Elders say there's always someone up there watching over us, I was silly enough to question, how about underneath us? is there any kind of entity down there to catch us in case we fall?

Short Story - Jamie had a normal life-until the storm. When lightning hits, something fractures. His body stays behind... but his mind doesn't. Now he walks invisible staircases. Swims through the sky. Talks to people no one else can see. To the world, Jamie's lost his mind. But he hasn't. He's just no longer in it. In a psychiatric ward where nothing makes sense, Jamie begins to unlock a secret hiding just beneath our reality. One no one wants to believe-until the impossible starts happening on camera. A surreal, gravity-defying psychological sci-fi story about the thin veil between perception and reality.

Excerpts of my upcoming book :The Things I Once Knew

some broken words...... 🌈#1 in unexpressed 🌈#3 in uneasy 🌈#3 in DJH