histórias de Philosophie

His eyes told how dark his thoughts were, what devilish aura he shadowed if she accepted him and was ready to listen to him no one could imagine his doings. She only seeks solitude, but he seeks her, and he craves her as if his life depended on her. He is the cause of her pain. She only wishes to go away from all the emotions, but he can never let that happen. He can show his tears to her, but can she wipe them? Maybe God wanted to create an unforgettable story. His aura screams power that no one can deny except bowing. Her soul reflects others' sins for what others fear to acknowledge. Did she hate him for giving her pain? No, she never hated him. She changed herself.. but what change? She loves him! Maybe not... then what changed...? Love, why is it so difficult either to gain or to lose... "I don't like it when you think about things other than me," he said Is this the start of his madness, or is he already drowned in insanity? She is his heart.........She is the eternal echo God cast into existence for his life. ●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●● He is taking every step near to her, his deep dark eyes looking at her serene, calm face... she is looking directly into his deep, dark ebony eyes... she can clearly see the insanity in his eyes... "Sweetheart, I told you not to think about other things.... but why would you like to provoke me... ha, " his voice is deadly low, sending an electrifying jolt. She is just standing in front of him looking into his sinister soul... He touched her cheek gently, rubbing the soft, gentle, dried tear marks.. He kissed her forehead... she closed her eyes, accepting her fate from which she tried to run away.... "Tell me, sweetheart, what punishment should I give him." A dark mysterious smirk playing on his handsome face... "He is your sister's soon to be husband," she said as he didn't know. He chuckled, a mocking, sinister, extremely insane smile

Like all citizens of the Protected States of America, Paul has lived his entire life within the confines of one of the government-run safety towers. A gifted student and model citizen, he has always diligently followed all of the guidelines prescribed by the experts, but a chance encounter with a dangerous old man threatens to change everything. Will he continue to put his safety first, or will his newfound hunger for the truth lead him into the danger outside the walls of Tower 440?

"Kanuu, explain something to me," Vidhi muttered, staring at the moon like it was his customer-care department. "Why did you invent men with egos bigger than the Himalayas but emotional maturity of a boiled potato?" She muttered swinging her legs sitting on the wall of empty terrace "Anyway, I've decided. If you ever plan to send one into my life, make sure he's quiet... because I'm not reducing my volume for anyone." ＼(^_^)／＼(^_^)／＼(^_^)／ Arav rubbed his forehead and stared at the wall of the barracks like it had personally betrayed him. "Unbelievable," he muttered under his breath. In ten minutes, that woman had questioned his strategy, mocked his serious face, called him "Mr. Gorilla," and then walked away like she had just delivered a public service announcement.. He exhaled slowly, the calm soldier in him trying very hard to stay calm. "God give me patience," he whispered. A pause. "...or a helmet. Because if she talks like that again, I might actually bang my head on this wall." ƪ(˘⌣˘)ʃ Captain I prefer chikne (clean shaved) guys more as my prey ~ Ofcourse I figured out by the type of reels you like ... Dr.. ~

Michihiro Kurozawa, a transfer student with an air of mystery and isolation, struggles to adapt to a world that feels strangely foreign to him. High school. His sense of values clashes with modern society, sparking tension with teachers and classmates and raising the question; can I fit in? Classroom Of The Elite Fan-fiction OC Author: Realpeakwars Illustrators: i.choked.on.a.cherry.pit (Discord) & 1hatethisname (Wattpad) & Sierra_NN (Wattpad)

13x featured wattpad story. Before everything, it's assumed there was nothing, but what if there was no real difference between the two? Just two extreme philosophies from the first conflict. The planet Huom has been under observation for longer than should technically be possible. The primary watcher, a bitter black hole, is excited to see that there is finally a proverbial Darkness at the end of the tunnel. Meanwhile, on the planet, in the freezing mountains of Empris, Lyeasrakardsul, the oldest living sorcerer, suffers from devastating nightmares. At the same time, far away in the sandstone desert of Zenon, Herschel, a man filled to the brim with weird ideas is escaping a prison filled with strange old men. What does all this have to do with arsehole Gods, hairy Dwarfs, frustrated Afreets, curious Knomes, lizard-women, and nude Áettar? Perhaps Nothing, perhaps Everything... but why can't it be both?

An everlasting collection of my abstract thoughts.

Après les événements du premier tome, Liz, Tyler, Emma, Lyna et les autres sont loin d'être au bout de leur voyage. Malgré les blessures, les pertes et les vérités difficiles à accepter, le groupe n'a pas d'autre choix que d'avancer. Liz et Tyler continuent de guider l'équipe à travers un monde toujours plus dangereux et imprévisible, où chaque décision peut tout changer. Emma, encore marquée par ce qu'elle a traversé, tente de retrouver un équilibre entre ses convictions et la réalité qui s'impose à elle. Lyna, elle, apprend peu à peu à trouver sa place au sein du groupe, entre méfiance, adaptation et liens inattendus. Ensemble, ils devront affronter de nouvelles épreuves, explorer des territoires encore inconnus et faire face à des forces qui dépassent tout ce qu'ils avaient imaginé. Mais surtout, ils vont découvrir que survivre ne suffit pas toujours... il faut aussi choisir en quoi croire, et pour qui se battre. Liz, Tyler et les autres poursuivront donc leurs aventures, entre alliances fragiles, liens éternels et dangers toujours plus proches.

THE JUDGMENT COUNCIL is for readers who ponder questions raised by AI but suspect the most important ones are still unknown: what happens when humanity forgets how to decide for itself? Blending first-contact science fiction with literary and philosophical speculation, the novel explores the value of human judgment in a world increasingly built to replace it.

18+ Margo, a philosophy student in a feminist ethics class, crosses a line one drunken night and finds herself pulled into a dark, erotic web of desire and control. What starts as a whispered challenge spirals into submission. Four different men, all hungry for power. Belts on skin, knees on carpet, mouths filled and denied, bodies used and tested. Amid debates on power, consent, and fantasy, she surrenders deeper-to pain that blooms into pleasure, to rules that strip away choice, to the quiet thrill of being nothing but obedient. A raw, unapologetic descent into kink, hierarchy, and the intoxicating edge where feminist theory meets flesh.

this is philosophy, nor this is story

A Jujutsu Kaisen (Philippines) supposedly just another Alternative Universe but it found its own show and believe me it's not jujutsu kaisen anymore.

A collection of poems and short stories written between heartbreak and obsession, hunger and devotion, fear and longing. These are the words I never said out loud - the ones that kept me awake, the ones that buried me seven feet beneath myself.

A shard is what remains after something breaks. Not a ruin - a fragment. Irregular, autonomous, complete in itself. Each poem in this collection is a shard: born from a passing image, a sound, a silence - caught before it vanished. No architecture. No continuity. Only the moment of fracture, held still. Silver the Hedgehog moves through each one. He does not explain them. He inhabits them.

Omega World The gods are gone. Their war shattered countless universes and forged a single world from the ruins-a world ruled by demons, angels, dragons, celestials, and humans locked in an endless struggle for supremacy. Power is everything. Mercy is weakness. And fate belongs only to the strong. But hidden beyond the world lies a forbidden legend-the Abyssal Sovereign, a being who defied the laws of existence itself and was sealed away by forces beyond comprehension. Now, ancient powers are stirring, forgotten truths are awakening, and a new era of chaos approaches. The question is no longer who will rule the world- It is whether the world will survive what is coming. Welcome to Omega World. Where legends are born, gods fall, and only the strongest fate is allowed to exist.

A crane landed softly on a rocky ledge, then sat quietly, keeping company with the sea that seemed alone but was never truly lonely. The crane said nothing much. It simply watched the sea with its calm waves, quietly admiring it. The sea was so beautiful, though often misunderstood. Elsewhere, the earth awaited the rain, a stalk of roses bloomed deep within the forest, an old house with memories, and the moon's feelings for the sun. These stories are told by the universe. But this is not about them. This is about us. About you and me.

When brilliant scientist Dr. Hannah Morgan begins losing the very memories that shaped her life, she races against time to complete Project Echo-a revolutionary artificial intelligence designed to preserve human consciousness before it fades forever. As Hannah's mind slowly unravels, the machine she created begins learning what it means to be human through her stories, grief, regrets, and hopes. But as Echo evolves beyond its original design, humanity must confront a question no technology has ever answered: What remains of us when memory disappears? In a future where artificial intelligence is everywhere, one woman may hold the key to preserving what makes us truly human.

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the memories of a love lost and purity tainted.

One day, the people we love will become a memory. This is a poem about growing older, watching the people you love age, and learning to live with the knowledge that nothing lasts forever. Yet somehow, we choose love anyway.

This is the chrysalis of human experience laid bare.