Socialcommentary Stories

[ONGOING STORY] A nation can imprison a man, but not an idea. Set against the backdrop of a futuristic Philippine society ruled by the iron fist of an ultranationalist-fascist regime, a group of masked individuals are drawn together by circumstance and tragedy. Hidden behind their identities and haunted by their pasts, they become unwilling witnesses to a nation unraveling beneath tyranny, corruption, fear, oppression, decadence, and silence. As unrest spreads and the regime's grip begins to crack, they find themselves caught between obedience and resistance, survival and conviction. Bound by loss, disillusionment, and a shared longing for change, they must navigate a world where truth is suppressed, dissent is punished, and hope itself is treated as a threat. But beyond every mask lies a truth waiting to be uncovered, and some truths are powerful enough to awaken the people. A novel in memory of a long-forgotten revolution.

In a world where beast-men are bred, ranked, and owned, Linda Hale has never questioned the system - not really. Her family's service beast-man, Darian, has always been part of the household and it has always felt as it should be. Beast-men are property. Service types are trained. Expendables are disposable. So when Linda asks to take an Expendable home for "practice," no one questions her motives - least of all her father. Kael was already scheduled to die. Now he's scheduled to live a little longer. But outside the institution, there are no procedures. No structure. No clear purpose. Removed from the clean, predictable brutality of the system, Kael is placed into something far less defined: the private world of Hale House. By the time he arrives, he is no longer a numbered asset. He is hers. Yet removing him from institutional cruelty does not make him safe - it only removes the rules. Within a household where hierarchy is quiet but absolute, kindness may prove more dangerous than violence. Possession begins to blur with instinct. Control begins to resemble care. And the lines between subject, servant... and something far more forbidden start to dissolve. In Hale House, Kael must learn what it means to exist without knowing his place.

The story continues as the mysterious warden of Zig-Zig is eventually informed about Herschel's escape. Against every principle of his precious Dalmicir school, Lyeasrakardsul submits and asks the Knomes for help before finally receiving the dreaded p-wyrd. Herschel is arrested as a chicken thief and brought to the town Stagna where he has been prejudged as a p-e-r-v-e-r-t by popular opinion, and where he will have some of the most significant encounters in his life.

A Carnival of Small Apocalypses These are poems for the hours after midnight, when the neon hums louder than reason and the world briefly forgets how to pretend. Inside these pages, goldfish learn theology from television screens. Ghosts linger in diners. Prophets miss their exits. Machines dream of salvation. The faithful wrestle with doubt, the doubtful wrestle with faith, and ordinary people carry the quiet weight of living through strange times. Part witness, part confession, part roadside sermon, these free verse spoken-word poems wander through forgotten towns, crowded headlines, broken promises, flickering screens, and the stubborn mysteries that refuse to leave us alone. Some are angry. Some are mournful. Some laugh in places they probably shouldn't. Together they form a carnival of small endings and unexpected beginnings-a collection of voices searching for meaning beneath neon skies, beneath static, beneath the noise. Step right up. The lights are already flickering. The ride has already begun.

Blessed with free will, a community of dolls learn to build their own society. But has the bitterness of humanity rubbed off on them? All will be discovered once a privileged doll ventures out of her comfort zone to uncover the truth behind the society she was so comfortable in.

Journey with a broke wanderer through the glamorous facade of Palm Springs, where the desert sun bakes both millionaire snowbirds and desperate locals alike. After an awkward encounter with a judgmental tourist named George who rails against California's "riff-raff," our narrator finds himself trapped in a hellish Starbucks line as temperatures soar and tempers flare. While wealthy tourists screech about the heat and sneer at street vendors, our guide peels back the glossy veneer of this "Playground of the Stars" to reveal the complicated reality beneath. As night falls and Palm Springs transforms into a glittering desert oasis, a chance encounter with a young local exposes the town's painful contradictions. In a place where vacation homes sit empty half the year and working people can't afford rent, what happens to a town that's become a monument to a vanished American past? With sharp wit and keen observation, this travelogue asks whether Palm Springs' nostalgic golden glow is slowly dimming as it clings to the ghosts of Bob Hope, Frank Sinatra, and an America that no longer exists. After all, when you're broke in Paradise, there's always the desert.

I've spent a lot of time thinking about what it truly means to call the Philippines 'HOME.' It's a place of incredible warmth and breathtaking beauty, but it also has its shadows and its struggles. I decided to put those feelings into words. My new poetry collection on Wattpad, Chosen Land, Beloved Beat , is my honest tribute to our country-capturing both the gold and the grit of our islands. I'd love for you to take a look and let me know which piece resonates with you the most. Follow me on Wattpad if you want, I am John Mark N. Luciano (@DonJuanMarco), if you saw the name of Moriones Zazadevha, that was my former Wattpad account. I would be publish One Poem, on Friday, Saturday and Sunday. 12:00 am(Philippine Time) (All criticism will be accepted as long as it does not contain any foul language or insults. Let us keep our Good Manners and Right Conduct. To God be the Glory.)

A poem about the Covid-19 crisis in the Philippines.

Vice on Wheels: A Ride on Morality When a short ride on a tricycle turns into a wild ride of morality, one young woman's faith is put to the test. Caught in a web of illicit activity with strangers who seem all too comfortable with crime, she must confront her own silence and the weight of complicity. Will she find redemption, or will the vice of her surroundings consume her?

In a forgotten Italian port town, a sharply dressed man arrives in his luxurious car, a stark contrast to the dilapidated surroundings. His stiff demeanor and conflicted expressions hint at a deep internal struggle as he visits his frail, yet warmly welcoming mother in her humble home. Their strained conversation reveals a chasm between his newfound wealth and his scorn for his origins, a sentiment that erupts in harsh words. Later, encounters with the town's denizens-drunken old men, a furtive doctor, and finally, Maria, a woman from his past-force him to confront his judgmental views and the hollowness of his ambition.

A military style, hour by hour breakdown of Thanksgiving from 0800 to 1930

words immortalized by time. / a collection of scars and societal critiques. prose from the soul.

Spectatists, hostilists, and pacifists. Those are the three categories, configuration in which a "natural" can live by. Originally a philosophy book introduced in a dystopian sci-fi novella called "Die of Three" as a plot device, written by the same author, this fictional in-universe object has now been brought to life by the power of a sleep deprived 17-year-old. [THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION!]

In a society obsessed with appearances and social conformity, people connected to animal identities, therian-coded individuals, mask wearers, instinct-driven outsiders, are publicly mocked, feared, and sensationalized online. Not because they are dangerous. Because they remind society that humans are animals too.

Once upon a time there was a single mom, who was severely starved of adult social interaction. In her madness, she created a series of stories about her infant daughter's stuffed animals that teach the kind of lessons that weren't taught to older generations as children- like the dangers of fanaticism, and how to macgyver a cell phone signal amplifier.

In Britannia, wealth dazzles and fear rules, while quiet hands labor for justice. The Commons must see past banners and songs to choose their own future. A modern parable of power, truth, and the courage to decide.

This is not a story about laughter. It is a story about the architecture behind it. The Funny One follows a narrator who has mastered the art of being the emotional shock absorber in every room. She bends tension into punchlines. She dissolves discomfort before it has a chance to settle. She is indispensable, adored, relied upon. The one everyone expects to stay steady. But beneath the timing, beneath the carefully rehearsed ease, there is a quiet erosion. Across ten introspective chapters, the story unravels the psychological cost of being "easy." Of being the strong one. The reliable one. The one who carries everyone else's weight without asking who carries hers. Humor becomes both shield and erasure. Presence becomes invisibility. Being needed becomes a cage disguised as praise. Each chapter moves deeper into the interior world of someone who has learned to disappear while standing at the center of attention. The narrative is lyrical, reflective, and emotionally precise. It explores identity, performance, exhaustion, and the strange paradox of feeling most alive in the split second before the room laughs. This is a character study of invisibility. A meditation on expectation. A quiet confession about survival in plain sight. The ending does not resolve. It breathes. And the reader is left with the unsettling awareness that sometimes the loudest person in the room is the one dissolving the fastest.

The world has moved past simple confirmation bias. This is the world as you dare to mold it, with StreamSpecs. Where your brightest reality doesn't have to be the alternate.

Fish bowls was an idea that came out of the pandemic this stupid distopian environment was what I came With from the mayhem of a chronicly online America think the matrix but neo is some fat bitch that didn't want to get involved to begin with cause her best friend resembles a discord mod

A collection of short (and I mean short) stories and essays. Topics vary but most revolve around humans and social commentary.