Perception Stories

"𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. 𝐃𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 '𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐬' 𝐨𝐫 '𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐬." !!!𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐄𝐃 💜

Wavy Visceral - 𝓡𝓪𝓷𝓮𝓼𝓼𝓪 ‎ ‎ ‎Having a wavy pattern related to deep feelings. Perchance, 'tis arduous or not. Sonder and Perspicacity of a human-being. ‎ ‎This is a book where I write my poems, thoughts, quotes, & perceptions. However, I'm glad and grateful for sharing this as I continue writing for more as I keep. ‎'Tis verily splended. My time is worth it. Aye, I shall conjure with new things in this world. Thou Valor is pleasantly heart. ‎ ‎As you can see, I'm using mere words sometimes archaic which is an old language of nobility (Medieval posh). ‎ ‎I'll make sure thee grasp the vocabulary I used in here. The aplomb that comest as we thinks aren't the same as ere. however, now let me share the perceptions, quotes ,thoughts, & poems I've made. ‎ ‎Thou art not alone in this journey, and a brighter morrow doth await. ‎ ‎𝓡𝓪𝓷𝓮𝓼𝓼𝓪 - the writer but a normal human-being. ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎

The world did not break. It changed how it sees. After the apocalypse, humanity thought survival was the final test. They were wrong. Because something far more dangerous began to happen... People stopped sharing the same truth. Not because reality changed. But because belief itself started changing what reality becomes. Across the world, the same girl is being seen in different ways. A savior. A threat. A mistake that should have never existed. Her name is Nyra. But no one agrees on what she is anymore. And the more people try to understand her... the more the world divides into different versions of truth. Governments begin reporting conflicting realities. Survivors start living in different understandings of the same world. Even systems no longer respond the same way everywhere. And Nyra... is no longer just a person. She is becoming something the world cannot agree on. Something that exists differently depending on who is looking at her. In a world where belief changes response... truth is no longer stable. And reality is no longer shared. ⚠️ The world is not breaking. It is splitting into what people believe it is. And Nyra is standing at the center of every version.

"You are not failing individually. You are failing together." Ari Bennett never thought there was anything strange about the way she noticed things. Until something noticed her back. A missing letter. A word that won't stay still. A moment that doesn't make sense- and then another. Then the letter comes. Now she's enrolled in a school that doesn't teach what it claims to. And whatever it does teach- everyone else seems to understand just enough to get it wrong. Mistakes don't stay small here. They don't fade. They don't fix themselves. They grow. And if you act before you understand what you're seeing- you don't solve the problem. You become part of it. "Instinct might save you once. Understanding is what keeps you alive." "This is an original work. Do not repost or adapt without permission."

Step into a world where history, philosophy, and destiny intertwine across centuries. From the tumultuous streets of Renaissance Paris to the battlefields of the American Revolution, from the shadows of science and invention to the timeless voice of freedom, this book unfolds as a grand tapestry of human thought, struggle, and transcendence. Each chapter is a journey through time - kings and revolutionaries, thinkers and wanderers, voices of nations and whispers of eternity. The narrative fuses vivid historical scenes with metaphysical reflection, asking questions that echo beyond ages: What is freedom? What is power? What is the essence of man? With a lyrical and philosophical style, this work is more than a novel - it is a meditation on existence itself, where politics, art, religion, and destiny meet. It will captivate readers of historical fiction, lovers of philosophy, and seekers of meaning who long for literature that dares to look into the infinite. For readers of Umberto Eco, Hermann Broch, and André Gide - this is not just a book, but a world.

Detective Jessie Burke built her career by noticing what other investigators overlook. A former crime scene photographer, she still reads rooms like images-tracking alignment, reflection, and what's missing from the frame. When she and her partner respond to an apparent accidental death in the coastal town of Breaker Point, the house doesn't read like a fall: a dining table set for two, wine poured into untouched glasses, a banister wiped clean in a single strip, and the outline of something taped beneath the table and removed before police arrived. Then photographs of the scene begin appearing in Jessie's mailbox-images taken before officers entered the house, each revealing details she didn't register the first time. As more staged murders follow, Jessie realizes the crimes aren't connected by victims or motive but by visual structure, deliberate composition, and the controlled erasure of evidence. The killer isn't leaving clues so much as building puzzles meant for her to solve, and he knows about the one photograph Jessie misread years ago-the case she never quite understood. To stop him, Jessie must question the way she sees and confront the mistake that shaped her career, before the final image arrives and she realizes she was always meant to be part of the frame.

Concerning a thought dietitian's career in a society of conformity, and the addiction that tears him apart.

What if truth was never singular? What if reality was not a line, but a fracture splitting endlessly into dimensions where the same idea becomes many, and many ideas become one? This isn't a book of answers, It's a trace of thought that refused to stay still after the question ended. Something that began as an exercise on paper, but didn't agree to remain contained inside it. Here, logic isn't a tool, it's a mirror that breaks when it reflects too much. The mind isn't one space, but a collision of invisible layers, where contradiction's not error, but structure. Truth doesn't stand, It shifts, reality doesn't hold, It multiplies. And the human being isn't a center, but a passage between dimensions of perception, memory, and thought that never fully align. These are fragments of something that couldn't remain a fragment. Paradoxical truths, written from the edge of a system that never finishes itself. And perhaps... from a place where finishing was never the point.

Some infestations are harder to name.

"Situation is an Illusion" explores the concept that the circumstances we face daily are often misunderstood and shaped by our perceptions. The story delves into how time and its passage influence our experiences, and how varying situations can affect individual behavior and decision-making.The narrative examines how time affects people's perspectives on situations, often leading to changes in how they react and make decisions. Various scenarios are depicted to show how people handle routine challenges, emphasizing the diversity of responses based on individual perceptions. The story addresses how characters tend to blame situations for their difficulties rather than recognizing their role in shaping their outcomes. Through the guidance of Morgan, characters learn that by understanding the fluid nature of situations, they can make more informed and intentional decisions.

Lin Zeyuan has seen emotions his entire life. Not in words. Not in expressions. But in colors. Joy glows gold. Anger burns crimson. Loneliness drifts in pale blue. To him, every human feeling paints the air like an invisible storm. What once seemed like a strange gift slowly became a burden, a world where no emotion can truly be hidden. Now a psychiatrist, Ze Yuan spends his days listening to people whose pain no one else can see. But understanding pain is not the same as healing it. When a patient's death shatters his belief in his own ability, Ze Yuan is forced to confront a truth he has tried to ignore his entire life: Even someone who sees every emotion.... cannot always save the person carrying it. And sometimes the most terrifying moment is not the chaos of color, but the silence that comes when the colors disappear. (@soulbridge). All rights reserved.

Meet Nagamine Masaaki, a young man haunted by the sudden disappearance of his best friend, Kaya Miki, eight years ago. Despite the passing time, memories of Kaya linger in Masaaki's mind, her laughter echoing in his thoughts. But as the years roll by, hope of finding her dims, leaving behind only the ache of uncertainty. Yet, amid the monotony of his daily life, Masaaki begins to witness strange sightings-fleeting glimpses of a familiar figure that vanish before his eyes. Could it be Kaya, returned from the shadows? Or are these apparitions merely tricks of the mind, born from grief and longing? As Masaaki grapples with these puzzling visions, he embarks on a journey of self-discovery, probing the depths of his own psyche to uncover the mysteries surrounding him. Along the way, he encounters a host of characters with motives as murky as the shadows that lurk on the periphery of his perception. With each twist and turn, "You Can't See Me... Can You?" beckons you into a world where truth and illusion dance in a delicate balance.

Aria always trusted patterns. The way light falls. The rhythm of conversation. The quiet, invisible rules that keep reality stable. Until one day- they stop behaving. A shadow hesitates. A moment repeats-wrong. And something in the world feels like it's adjusting to her. At first, it's subtle. Easy to dismiss. But then it happens again. And again. As the fractures spread, Aria discovers the truth: reality isn't fixed. It's a system. One that learns. One that adapts. And worst of all- one that responds to what people choose. Drawn together by something none of them fully understand, Aria is joined by Kael, whose instincts refuse to bend... Selene, who believes everything can be controlled... and Darius, who refuses to let the world lose its humanity. But the system is evolving faster than they are. Boundaries stop working. Rules rewrite themselves. And meaning itself begins to shift. Soon, the greatest threat isn't destruction. It's something far more dangerous: 👉 A world where everything can exist- but nothing has to matter. As reality begins to reshape around choice, Aria faces an impossible decision: Not how to stop the system. Not how to survive it. But what the world becomes- when meaning is no longer required. ⚡ Where Meaning Breaks is a mind-bending, emotionally charged speculative novel about choice, identity, and the fragile weight of what we decide to hold onto. Because in the end- if nothing has to matter... what will you choose anyway?

This is my first story. I'll probably be writing a more elaborate one on the same topic. It will be the explanation of this one. This is basically a story of a man who feels guilty later on in his life after committing wrong (well that's obvious)! Read the story to know more. There might be some mistakes but disregard them as I am no professional, just a 16 year old teenage guy who loves writing. Please note that all rights are reserved. Copyright. You cannot copy or manipulate this story. For more info: abuishaaq05@gmail.com ENJOY....!!!! Cover by: english_stars

Brooke Benner had never felt unique. She was the middle of three children born into an average family, living in a two story town house, and attending the local public school. Most of her classmates didn’t notice her, and those that did hadn’t the slightest clue who she was. Her older brother had moved to Kansas City, and the younger may as well have lived with the nanny. Her parents were away as often as not, and frequently forgot that she even existed. Even she herself was ordinary, with a mop of mousy, brown hair; watery, brown eyes, and a face that faded from the memory seconds after seeing it. She had a mild, introverted personality that lent itself poorly to extracurricular activities, and she rarely left the house unless she was going to school. Needless to say, nobody noticed when she disappeared. Well, almost nobody.

Hope was lost. As it cried the sickening blood from its eyes, a particular rainy day had come into play, where a Light was stuck into existence from a bolt of lighting to save this creature from its miserable mind. Long hours of inventions and creations this creature had given birth to, had all became a vast world of non-existent creatures who took his life. "It's all in my head" -Lost Patient

Castiel was schizophrenic. The Winchesters were not. Castiel wanted out. The Winchesters need out. Castiel was helpless. The Winchesters were not. Destiel

After browsing a literature forum on LinkedIn, I stumbled upon one thread, suitably called 'A Poetry Game', which invited writers to comment with a poem. The only rule was to incorporate the last word or line from the previous poem in your first line; and thus create a linked series of poem comments. Before I contributed, the last line of the previous poem included the words 'Looking Glass of Me,' so I took this and wrote a poem that looks at how you view people, and how people view you. I finished with the words 'your train leaves at four,' and awaited the next contribution that would use these words.

It is a small, short fanfic/drabble about the show Perception... If you haven't seen it, you can still read it without much confusion, except the small piece of information you need is that Daniel is a Paranoid Schizophrenic... The title is taken from the song, "Now and Forever" by Richard Marx, (I think), or at least the lyrics are.