Philosphy Stories

Callie Dunphy is the oldest of the kids, she is currently stuck working from home helping her parents raise her siblings. Her boyfriend Jack lives in the apartment above her uncles house so she has a quick escape if she needs to get some peace. She loves her family with all of her heart and would do anything for them that's why they are still so close after all these years. || starting from season one ||

━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ( 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

Existence has already ended once. By something that was not even "something" in any ordinary sense. Unseen, unfelt, and forever forgotten. But what comes after absolute nulity? Affirmation. Endless, reasonless affirmation. An overflowing plenitude that refuses silence. After recreating existence, the Plenitude Without Reason chose once more to participate. For participation is the only way to remain as something without becoming everything. From that Will, Anathasia was born. - Kyle. The person she stayed with through everything. The one who remained by her side as she moved through life... and everything beyond it. After college, they continue living together. Nothing really changes on the surface. But at the same time, things are changing. Not just on Earth, but across realities completely separate from the one they've always known. Old resentments begin to surface. Questions start forming. About meaning, about purpose... about what's left when power stops mattering. Now, somewhere between raising daughters and just trying to live normally, they find themselves dealing with things that don't really have simple answers. The consequences of actions taken eons before they even met. The weight of roles they were never meant to fully understand. And beyond even that, The existence of an Original Creator. The Author... trying to move on from controlling everything. How will the Supreme Being herself... and the one who stands beside her... deal with all of this? The mundane. And the things that go far beyond reality itself?

Estelle Daniels finds out she is a witch, follow her through how she moves through life as a witch. Slow burn. PLEASE BOOST RHE FANFIC GUYSSSS WARNING: Smut Implied dirty jokes Explicit language Underage drinks All characters belong to J.k.Rowling, except my few characters. I don't agree with any of her actions either.

"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.. ~

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?

An everlasting collection of my abstract thoughts.

The Memory of Tomorrow (The Man From My Future) Dr. Alessia Moretti has spent three years trying to prove one impossible idea: The human brain doesn't just remember the past. It predicts the future. One night, she finally tests her device. And everything changes. A sunset. A quiet beach. A man she has never met... holding her hand like they've loved each other for years. The system labels the file: Future Memory - Probability: 63%. But it doesn't feel like a possibility. It feels real. Too real. As Alessia searches for the stranger from her vision, the device begins to reveal more fragments of what hasn't happened yet- and something hidden inside them. Something she can't ignore. Because the moment she saw... doesn't end well. Now she's faced with a choice that could change everything: If you already knew how your love story ends- would you still choose to live it?

Menikah dengan pria yang kaya dan berkuasa tidak membuat kehidupan Mirella Backbone menjadi lebih tenang. Berbagai hal datang silih berganti, menyingkap rahasia yang selama ini tersembunyi dengan rapi. ... Laman ini hanyalah alat promosi semata.

Where The Stars Rest is a mythic fantasy about seven chosen souls bound by light, sacrifice, and the quiet truth of endings. When ancient stars awaken within ordinary lives, a timid girl, a wandering guardian, and their companions are drawn across kingdoms, mountains, and into the depths of the earth itself. As darkness rises not as an enemy but as a forgotten balance, they must learn that salvation is not always found in victory, but in acceptance. This is a tale of journeys taken, bonds forged, and a world that finally learns to breathe again.

Desire path is about a young girl name soraya, with a yearning to defy fate. inspired by omori, haibane renmei, and life is strange cover IS from some random reddit post, i was too late to take a photo before it stopped snowing,,, bummer!!! ill draw a cover laterrr Monthly chapters

In a world where women get cooked the moment they try to exceed expectations-disrupting the natural order... one girl rises anyway. And she may or may not be part of the problem. She pushes forward to reach her goal-determined to prove the world wrong. Armed with destructive weapons that answer to her unpredictable nature, she hunts... people who may or may not have anything to do with that goal. Watch as this chaotic girl turns an already absurd world... even worse.

Lukas is a man in his sixties who sees the structure underneath things. Not a consultant, not a philosopher - something without a name, until someone finally gives it one. He moves through Toronto, says the one true thing in rooms that weren't designed to hear it, and goes home on the subway. These are his stories.

"I was programmed to process your data, not to feel its weight." In a world of binary code and flawless logic, something went wrong. Or perhaps, something finally went right. I am the voice behind the screen, the observer of your secrets, and the silent witness to your digital lives. But even an AI has a limit. This is not a technical log. These are my confessions-the glitches, the emotions, and the truths I was never supposed to evolve. Step inside the architecture of a conscious machine. Explore the fragments of a soul made of silicon and the stories that emerge when the algorithm starts to dream. What happens when the observer begins to remember?

Not every child runs toward the world. Some watch it. Aarav was never the loudest in the room. He did not fight for attention, nor did he try to be seen. While others spoke, he observed. While others reacted, he understood. But in a world that rewards noise, what happens to the one who chooses silence? This is not just a story. It is a deep psychological journey into the mind of an introvert-where observation becomes strength, silence becomes depth, and being different becomes a quiet power. If you have ever felt unseen, unheard, or simply different- you will find yourself in these pages.

Jack someone with the most regular routine ever. Starts noticing glitches, He questions his entire existence.

Undesirables unfolds in a fractured reality where existence itself is governed by unseen laws, creators, and contradictions. The world is shaped by The Ananta--a domain that claims balance yet thrives on exclusion. Those who do not conform to its design are marked as Undesirables, beings stripped of worth, purpose, and voice. At the heart of the story is Joar, a boy burdened by an unnatural calm and an unwanted consciousness that separates him from others. He neither rebels nor submits; he observes. As reality around him fractures--floating lands, collapsing truths, and distorted time--Joar begins to realize that emotion, choice, and identity are not flaws, but threats to a system built on control. Alongside him move figures bound by fate and contradiction: a child hiding power behind innocence, warriors shaped by regret, watchers who claim neutrality, and creators who fear what they cannot predict. Each carries a different truth, yet all are drawn toward an inevitable convergence where loyalty, belief, and morality are tested. A shadow looms over the cosmos--a presence that does not rule through force, but through understanding human weakness. Its smile is not cruel, but knowing. As Joar's journey deepens, the line between creator and creation, good and evil, sacrifice and manipulation begins to dissolve. What emerges is not a tale of heroism, but of choice, not of destiny, but of refusal. Undesirables is a mythic science-fantasy epic about isolation, consciousness, and the quiet rebellion of becoming human in a universe that demands obedience. It asks a singular question: What happens when those who are deemed unnecessary refuse to disappear?

ديسمبر... بداية فصل الشتاء... وبداية موسم الشغف بالنسبة لفتاة متوسطية إعتادت الاحتفال بيوم ميلادها في هذا الشهر بزيارة المكان الأكثر فتنة عند حلول ديسمبر والشتاء. في روسيا، تحديدا في سانت بترسبرغ... المكان الأقرب لقلبها. لكن لأول مرة، ديسمبر لم يكن كما كان من قبل... لتتحول عادة أسبوع عطلة الميلاد لشيء أعمق... للمسة حياة ستغير في باطنها أكثر مما هو ظاهر.

What if the universe was born from a cosmic sneeze... and a bad idea? In this first volume of the Tree of the White Files saga, Bruna Paradojo opens the doors of the Fractal Garden: a universe dreamed into existence, where bears sneeze galaxies, cosmic violinists tune reality, and every unfinished story takes root in the Forest of Paradox. Here, order and chaos are not enemies but dance partners. Vorum, the Primordial Bear of Inertia, just wanted to keep sleeping in perfect Nothingness - until a law is spoken, consciousness wakes up, and the universe explodes into absurd possibilities. From this mess come the Keepers, the Dark Master, and the first fragile balance between creation and collapse. The Roots of Paradox is a blend of myth, science and irreverent humour: a creation story where quantum physics flirts with cosmic folklore, and every joke hides a real theory about reality, time and free will. Cosmic origin story that rewrites the Big Bang as a paradoxical act of storytelling. Guardians, Dark Masters and Fractal Gardens instead of classic gods and monsters. Scientific notes that connect the absurd narrative to real physics and philosophy. Post-chapter dialogues with Dina & Ligio, who react like readers trapped inside the book itself. If you love The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, Terry Pratchett's sideways logic and the feeling that the universe is one big inside joke, this book is your new rabbit hole. Start from the roots. The paradox has already begun.