Philosophie Stories

"You could've died because of me." "You could've died because of me too." "But why! Why would you do that for me?" "Because something was there. Long before I know it."

A Deep dive into one ownself and Important of self acceptance. knowing your weakness and strength .depending on oneself rather than other.

After finding his best friends dead and their home in ruins, Sirius Black must fulfill his godfatherly duties and raise their son Harry. Is Sirius up to the task of parenthood, and how will his influence affect young Harry?* A 'What If' scenario to bogle your mind. What if Sirius arrived at the Potter's house first? What if he raises Harry, of course with his trusty friend Remus Lupin's help? What if Harry grows up being surrounded by love and magic? How will this change the story? What if Sirius isn't a convicted killer? What if he never goes after Pettigrew? Follow along on a exiting adventure down this 'What if'. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ **DISCLAIMER** I don't own any of the places or characters as they belong to the original author I don't own the narrative/idea as this is the idea and theory of YouTube Pickled Dill Podcast in the video "What If Sirius Raised Harry" (Part 1) I only put the theory that Pickled Dill Podcast narrates in that video, they do so in a summary style hence I only wanted to put that into actual writing instead of said summary style narration as well as me changing a few points to my liking. However the overall plot remains as PickleDillPodcast presents it. Also, neither I nor Pickled Dill Podcast endorses Jk Rowlings ideas or philosophy and I do not support JK Rowling's opinion. #Trans-rights-are-human-rights 🏳️⚧️⚧️🏳️⚧️⚧️🏳️⚧️⚧️ Final disclaimer, I will include, or use as a background source, non-canon fan theories from other YouTuber's "SuperCarlinBrothers" (SCB). That will be theories covering loopholes that exists, or adding on to the story. ~~~~~ *(Description of Pickled Dill Podcast video) Cover: I tracked down what I believe is the original artist. @Tonyxstevenstony If you end up finding this and do not want me to use your art as the cover, just contact me and I'll change it

It's year 2200. Just a few days ago, the world celebrated a new century. A new era for humanity... But despite that things have changed a lot over those past few centuries, the humans have remained the same. With the advanced technology reaching a new level of power and liberation, the mankind is living in the era of the long desired 'tomorrow' that their ancestors had always been trying to achieve. And their more recent and most praise worthy achievement, being the creation of life itself... A new era for the human kind... A new era...filled with countless possibilities. In life, we find it easier to simply exist...to simply, wander through the unpredictable waves of the society. ~Memento vivere~ Remember to live... ~~~ [Future Earth AU] [All mentioned video game characters belong to Hoyoverse] [Cover made by me]

In a world where memories burn brighter than fire, and destinies echo through wooden toys and whispered legends... one boy survives the night that should have ended everything. Drazon never asked to be the last child of a fallen village. He never asked to carry a wooden toy carved by a father he barely remembers. He never asked for the fire - the one that swallowed his home, his family, and the life he knew. But fate is not concerned with what he wants. Fate only knows what he must become. Now, with shadows stalking the edges of the forest, whispers crawling through the dark, and a strange golden light that seems to call his name, Drazon steps into a world woven with secrets older than kingdoms, older than gods - older than time itself. He will meet wanderers whose smiles hide histories, warriors whose scars speak louder than their voices, and beings who should not exist at all. Every step forward pulls him deeper into the truth behind his village's destruction... and the truth behind AION - a force that bends destiny, memory, and the fragile boundary between creation and ruin. But the deeper Drazon walks into the unknown, the more he realizes: What was taken from him was only the beginning. What waits for him may change the world. And the wooden toy he carries... is no toy at all. A story of grief and growth. Of slow-burning revelations and quiet courage. Of a boy chasing the pieces of himself through a world that is breaking - or being reborn. AION - where every moment matters, and every heartbeat echoes forever.

Where the darkness viels the moon, Ballerine finds the outrageous delightful courage to step up to the world and to omit the confusion world carries about women and education but acquaintancially Aramis lifts the mist and paves the path for her to dream and remain bound to just the rules! Lady Ballerine Lithopus Augustus, full of pride in fighting for rights struggles to know the books and also the world of the educated as she elopes certainly not excepting to be dejected with herself and the sighing crowds. **** Lord Aramis Franco Alexander, dreamy about life and love, the love that music shows and is also often offended with the singing rights given mostly to women when it's men who feels the highest in writing them but still chooses to improve the possibilities and maybe know the other people too. As the mist gets clearer he realises the cloud of lies that he had been living when the woman of his life almost faces crisis.

Camdyn never wanted to lead. But when his brother is killed and their community falters, he's forced into a role he was never meant to fill. As the Withering spreads, twisting creatures and devouring the land, Camdyn sets out to find a cure. In the wreckage of human civilization, magic has reawakened, and with it, old beings long forced into hiding. Camdyn forges an uneasy alliance with Flora, a tree nymph sworn to protect the wilds, and Saelune, a Sirin haunted by visions of ruin. Together they discover a devastating truth: the Withering is not a disease, but the symptom of a world where the ancient source of balance has been broken. To heal it, they must journey into the Verdant Deep, where salvation comes at a price and the cost of restoring harmony may demand more than any of them are ready to give. **content warning: some (biological) horror elements are depicted throughout the story** __________________ "Camdyn froze. The creature stepped into view. It had once been a large stag, but now it was something else-mutated and rabid. Its head hung crooked on its neck, its coat patchy and matted, blackened with disease and decay. Its eyes locked onto his, hollow and haunting. Even the ground seemed to rot under its tread. He'd seen it before. Once. With his brother. The creature wasn't the same, but the sickness was."

Sometimes, even our childhood dreams play a significant role in our lives. The only thing we need to do is discover what we have long buried within ourselves.

A compilation of some of some of the writing (prose, poetry etc.) I do as a person who just feels everything and has a very wide imagination. I hope this inspires you and makes you feel and see things as much as I do :)

Sentimentos psicografados.

Our blue haired curry loving executor from Tsukihime has somehow wound up in the Demon Slayer universe. What kind of PTSD will Muzan get this time?

Thousands of years ago, a nameless traveler arrived at a legendary place where the soil does not recognize worldly honor. He is searching for an end to his journey, but instead, a mysterious voice summons him to the "Mountain of Desire"-a place where truth is naked and desire is a dangerous weapon. As he climbs toward the clouds, the mountain transforms to offer him everything a human heart could want: magical artifacts to see the world, mountains of gold to ensure luxury for generations, and even the return of a lost love. But with every step upward, the air grows thinner and the temptations darker. He must decide: will he accept the beautiful illusions offered to him, or does he have the strength to keep climbing toward a truth he might not be ready to see?

My morality of environmental ethics. A college discussion board exploring questions of environmental ethics. No right or wrong questions or answers, must read.

The time when my older self travels to the Old Era and tries to implement the modern philosophy into the ancient way while facing challenges.

-(English Translation - MET-MSS) (Grok)- -"Because I used a translation app, there may be mistakes. If you know Vietnamese, you can see the original at this link." https://www.wattpad.com/story/404937979?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=cre ate&wp_uname=shiinomashiro MET - MSS is a conceptual model of existence built on one idea: all reality begins with a distinction. This project outlines a six-layer structure of being - from the Abyss to the Membrane - and explains how identity, meaning, and consciousness emerge through reflection. Short, simple, foundational. For anyone curious about how a "self" forms, survives, or collapses.Original concept by MSS. (VN) -"Because I used a translation app, there may be mistakes. If you know Vietnamese, you can see the original at this link." https://www.wattpad.com/story/404937979?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=cre ate&wp_uname=shiinomashiro

Shamanic Singularity: Black Hole Meditations is both a map and a mystery. On one hand, it offers a rhythm of practice - meditations, archetypal encounters, and the seven-day cycle - to help you integrate the unprocessed self. On the other, it speaks in the language of abyss and light, where the black hole is not a god but a container, not a symbol to worship but a mirror of your own depth. Here you learn that your presence carries gravity, shaping the field around you, and that to embody the singularity is to accept shadow, transformation, and rebirth as one endless rhythm. There is no mastery here, only continual return. To enter the singularity is to find you have always been its center - the paradox of dissolving into what you already are.

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In a world that often feels gray, love becomes the color that transforms everything. It doesn't come in just one form, but in countless shades. We're all born with the capacity to love and to be loved. There's no single right way to do it. How we do this is up to us, so we should stay true to ourselves.

The conclusion of this work was written on one of the tables at the "Café de la Paix" in the Duras region of southern France during the summer holiday. Dr. Mezouar Mohammed Saïd

Crime of Existence is a dark, nihilistic poetry series that explores life as a sentence imposed without consent, where every breath is a crime and every moment of pain is punishment. Written in first-person perspective, it reflects the horror, isolation, and indifference of the universe, observing existence from a distance and questioning the meaning of being alive in a world that does not care.