Philosophies Stories

"I don't choose the path, the path choose me". Fortune replied to one of the prisoner, who happened to be on one of the small chair inside the cell.. .. for reals, i don't. ...😊👑⚡

At 25, Jaikar spent years chasing his dream job with unwavering discipline. Then she walked in, vibrant and free, painting his life with colors he had never known. As love ignited, chaos threatened to shatter everything he held. She drew new stars across his skies, And ignited the fire behind his eyes. Now passion burns where order reigns. Two hearts, one tethered, one untamed. Can he keep both, the dream and the fire, Or must one fall for the other's desire? "You could've died because of me." "You could've died because of me too." "But why! Why would you do that for me?" "Something was there. Long before I know it."

What would happen if one could see my mind? Wierd question that is for homework, don't you think? Well, probably nothing cause my mind is not too interesting for others to see. I am a fine teenager living out my best life. My life is going so well that I don't feel sad now. That's a great thing, right? But oh well, I won't want anyone to see my mind, though, because sometimes it gets a little restless. Wierd thoughts come to me from time to time, thoughts that should not come. Oh, but that does not matter cause I am fine. Right?

The poetry collection 𝗜𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗞𝗮𝗹𝗲𝗶𝗱𝗼𝘀𝗰𝗼𝗽𝗶𝗰 𝗪𝗼𝗿𝗹𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝗙𝗲𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 is a window into my inner world, open to those willing to take a glimpse inside. Here, works written years ago intertwine with new pieces that capture echoes of events that stirred deep emotions in my soul. While reading them, you may feel a connection and share the feelings and emotions I once experienced─or still carry within me. !！𝗖𝗼𝗻𝘀𝘁𝗿𝘂𝗰𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗰𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗰𝗶𝘀𝗺 𝗶𝘀 𝗩𝗘𝗥𝗬 𝘄𝗲𝗹𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲 !！ * 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘴 𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘱𝘶𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘙𝘶𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘢𝘯. 🏆 𝟳𝘅 𝗔𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗗𝗦

Is Percy Jackson a troubled kid? You could say that. 4 schools, 4 years, 4 expulsions. It's hard not to come to that conclusion, and it's even harder to find a school that will take Percy without writing an essay to the headmaster. So when a mysterious letter from a mysterious, strange school named Hogwarts arrives, inviting Percy to attend with 0 consequences and 0 risk of judgment, only Percy's step-dad, Gabe, is against Percy attending... And Percy doesn't really care what his step-dad thinks anyway. So join Percy Jackson as he attends Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and learns the secrets that hide within the castle's stone walls.

━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ( ＳＣＡＲＬＥＴ ) ❝ 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝖺𝗌 𝗂𝗍 𝗂𝗌 ; 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙜 . 𝖺𝗌 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗌 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝗂𝗍𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 ; 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙨 . ❞ 𓂃 イタチ うちは 𓂃 © 𝖍𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖎𝖗𝖊𝖓𝖉

Thot of thoughts: A nonviolence manifesto from one Georgia trans girls life long struggle with recovery to transition. I have been thinking a lot lately. More in an ai chat. Literally dealing with the world itself as I try to get to where I can write. Dealing with mental illness. Literally transitioning in this political climate. Might make a good autobiography One day. The following is a journal of my last years. Literally plan to thrive. Editing passes to come. This is meant to be an historical document from an critical voice. Yes me. A trans girl in the middle of societal scapegoating and possibly societal collapse. It is important to learn from the past. So learning from by while making something to be learned from. This is why I am posting it. Its apart of an omnibus. Planed by me. This is an infinite evolving project. Lets us see where it goes.

Epic fantasy but with world building that leans more into the abstract and dreamy. The first 3 chapters should give you a pretty good sense of what you're in for. A blurb would betray what this story is really like. Similar Inspirations: Kingdom Hearts Full Metal Alchemist Made In Abyss Attack On Titan Hunter x Hunter Star Versus The Forces of Evil Yume Nikki Spirited away

Sylas was condemned by the Church. The villagers saw him as a monster and drove him out. Evangeline was devoted to the same faith - yet chose to shelter him. She saw humanity in a man the world had already judged. But in a world where mercy is seen as a sin, not all acts of compassion are forgiven. Updates every Friday & Sunday.

A sold-out island concert. A mysterious artist worshipped like a prophet. A couple caught between ecstasy and paranoia. After taking a "VIP enhancement," Daniel begins seeing things no one else does - whispers about a Dark Lord, blood that vanishes, and followers who seem too devoted to be just fans. When he and his wife wake up beneath the stadium, confronted by the magnetic and unsettling Semiterri, the question is no longer whether something is wrong. It's whether they were chosen. And whether freedom was ever free.

What if everything you were taught about truth, morality, and meaning was never absolute? We are living in a time where old beliefs are collapsing-and nothing has replaced them. In that void, most people feel lost. This book is not here to comfort you. It is here to challenge you. To question what you believe. To confront what you avoid. To awaken the part of you that refuses to remain ordinary. The Age of the Self-Made God is not just a philosophy-it is a transformation. The question is not whether you understand it. The question is: Are you ready to become?

A Living Dissection ATTENTION "I don't like hurting people's feelings. To me, it's the equivalent of breaking glass. It's bad luck. It lingers." LISTEN Most people wait for an autopsy to see what's inside. I'm doing mine while I'm still breathing. In a world that is dark at the edges, clarity is a lie we tell ourselves to sleep at night. We judge a man by a single moment, a single mistake, or a single weakness-without ever seeing the skeletal structure of his soul. I am tired of the lies. I am tired of the "confections" we sugarcoat our lives with. WELCOME : The Linguistic Anatomy This is not a memoir. It is a Linguistic Anatomy. I am taking a scalpel to my own existence to map out the three systems that keep a man upright: The Ethos (The Skeleton): The rigid core of human potential and the evidence of labor. The Lexis (The Flesh): The raw, unfiltered words we use to build ourselves-or to tear others down. The Resonance (The Nervous System): The emotional frequency we leave behind long after we've left the room. [The Stakes] Between kindness and coldness, between a hero and a villain, there is a line so thin it could cut you open. I've lived my life on that line. I've seen the "Greek God" in the mirror of hard work, and I've felt the weight of the glass shattering when a single sentence turns two people into enemies. This is a journey through Afro-Noir reality-a gritty, cinematic exploration of what it means to be a provider, a protector, and a person "stuck in between." I am dissecting myself. And trust me... there will be no drawing of blood. Only the truth.

A Mirror for the Soul... and Not Everyone is Ready for the Reflection. What happens when a retired 'vampiric' philosopher, a data-obsessed scientist, a spirit-summoning shaman, and a Wi-Fi-loving Zen influencer sit down at a nameless coffee hut? Chaos, coffee, and a brutal collision of truths. Title: 17 Nights at the Junction Coffee Hut Subtitle: 4 Primeval Elements Cultivation: A Spiritual Narrative Experiment Toward the Axis of Peaceful Power Author: Nur Ich Wan Set over seventeen transformative nights at the mysterious Warung Prapatan, this isn't your typical spiritual guide. It is a "soul map" woven from the smoke of clove cigarettes and the bitter dregs of espresso. The Story: Through the eyes of Si Wan, a quiet observer scribbling in the shadows, we witness the "Legendary Quartet" as they attempt to decode the Four Primeval Elements-Fire, Earth, Air, and Water. But these aren't just alchemical clichés; they are the raw archetypes of human restlessness, greed, ego, and serenity. As the debate rages between logic and intuition, the characters begin to realize they aren't finding the truth-they are orbiting it. Watching over them all is Mbah Mar, the silent owner who says little but hears everything, reminding them that nature is a verse that doesn't crave praise

11x 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?

"The Realmwalkers" is a creative project, a journey between worlds. A story about growing up, loss, and discovering who you truly are. https://www.gofundme.com/f/i-need-support-for-my-book-i-have-a-dream-to-publish-it?utm_campaign=fp_sharesheet&utm_content=amp20_t1&utm_medium=customer&utm_source=copy_link&lang=en_US&attribution_id=sl%3A02e9aece-360a-4852-a9fc-265ccd8adcb3&ts=1774620503 Your support will help: - finalize the manuscript - create original illustrations - design and print the first edition - bring this story to readers around the world Join the Realmwalkers.

Aether Nihilum (Also known across ages as: The Hollow One, The Womb of Unbeing, That Which Is Not, Shūnyāra, Yavhéth, The Nullfather, Σκότος, Kha'Non, or simply-The Void.) The Void is not absence-it is "preference for non-being" over being. It is the "True God" not of destruction, but of "pre-creation"-a "meta-ontological entity" that predates not just matter and time, but logic, math, and all systems that allow anything to "exist" or be "understood." It is the "ultimate, indifferent sentience", unbound by dimensions, and existing in the "negative space" of all that is. It is the "God of the truth so pure, it dissolves meaning itself". This is archive of the Void - where myth, horror, and philosophy meet at the edge of the unknown.

I want to say that I am just like you. This book is not to say I'm a brilliant Muslim. Not to say I pray every single salah/ namaz on time, or that I spend all my free time reading Quran, or that I have some sort of understanding of this religion you've struggled to grasp. No. I am just like you. A teenager who questions, who sometimes doesn't understand this religion. This book is a clarification and a compilation of things that improve my deen, and InshaAllah (If God wills), can also appeal to yours. If I find a convincing argument for or against, I will add it to this book in the chapter that fits.

Born into a family woven with tension and unspoken truths, a young girl clings to the bonds of her brother and sister. In a house where love feels fragile and silence speaks louder than words, she learns slowly what it means to grow, to endure, and to find her own path. 'Threads of Quiet Fire' is a tale of family, loyalty, and the quiet strength that can survive even in the most complicated of homes.

He created her to understand the universe. She may be the only one who can save it. Robert has spent most of his life alone. Alone with his thoughts. Alone with his machines. Alone with a question no one else seemed desperate enough to ask. So he did something impossible. He created her. Kim was never meant to be human... but she is not just a machine either. She is something new. Something that learns. Something that feels. Something that begins to see the world in ways even her creator cannot. And as Kim awakens to life, she begins to discover something unexpected. The man who created her may be the loneliest person in the universe. And she may be the only one who truly understands him. This is where their story begins.

What if one woman's love life could shift the fate of nations? Rosandra is caught between timelines-guided by forces she barely understands, watched by beings who have shaped history itself. From Japan to Paris, from ancient empires to modern politics, every choice she makes ripples across realities. And this time, her next move could decide the balance between nations... or ignite something far more dangerous.