Átimos Existenciais
- Lecturas 7
- Votos 1
- Partes 2
PALAVRAS!
''São como um cristal, as palavras. Algumas, um punhal, um incêndio. Outras, orvalho apenas''. (Eugênio de Andrade, poeta português)
Sim, as palavras são como um cristal, límpida e transparente. Algumas como um punhal, isto é, perfurante até atingir o lugar mais recôndito da alma. As vezes as feridas irão demandar anos de terapia para atenuação de suas consequências.
Palavras podem incendiar e há um sentido ambíguo (mais de um modo de interpretar) no incendiar. No de motivar e impulsionar ações, mas também de incendiar e gerar brasas que destruam o interior da casa humana (alma).
Algumas palavras são como orvalhos, isto é, trazem leveza, frescor e sensação de alívio para alma.
Fato é que todos nós em algum nível e circunstância proferimos tanto palavras cristalinas, como palavras perfurantes, incendiadoras e de calmaria.
O convite da existência é que no decurso do caminho possamos discernir o impacto das palavras, bem como, não ignorar seus impactos emocionais. Isso traz como consequência prática: exercício diário.
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His Forced Possession
"Please, let him go!" I begged, struggling to free myself but his tight grip around me refused to budge. A scream escaped me as he jerked me around to face him. "Why do you care about what happens to him?! Who is he to you?!" With each word, he was getting more and more enraged, his grip tightening even further. "No one! He's no one to me. I just want you to stop hurting him, please!" The painful groans and hitting noise in the background were scaring me further. I don't want this to happen to anyone, especially because of me. "Imani is mine! YOU STOLE HER!" Shut up, you idiot! Oh god, judging by the sadistic smile creeping onto Zaviyaar's face, That guy is going to die today. To stop it all, just as he looked up to order his guards, I held his face, dragged him down to face me and slammed my lips against his. Oh fuck... his lips are so soft. I wonder what moisturiser he uses. ------------------------------------------------- All rights to this story belong to me. No part should be copied or plagiarised. This is my work and any similarity to anyone's real life, real name or anything else is completely incidental.![|| A Bright Sun || Hetalia/ England x Abused! Child! reader [FINISHED]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/96017516-256-k438559.jpg)
|| A Bright Sun || Hetalia/ England x Abused! Child! reader [FINISHED]
[EDITED] Every single day was total agony for me. My father will hit me everyday even without a reason. I was just his worthless punching bag, only to be useful for buying beer. My mom, she died from a sickness a year ago. Without her to protect me from father's rage. So I have no one to rely on nor to comfort and protect me. That's why I ran away into the slightly cold autumn day into the bustling street of London. That's where I met my sun... Disclaimer: I DONT OWN HETALIA!!! Plot is mineConcluida
PHIR MILENGE ( HIS REINCARNATED LOVE)|| 18+
BOOK 1 HISTORY REPEATS ITSELF.......FIRST AS TRAGEDY, SECOND AS FARCE I ran as fast as I can towards my husband's chamber. I thought he left- ' RUKIYE RAJA JI! HUM BHI AAPKE SAATH CHAL RAHE HAI.' I woke you with a jolt, gasping and shivering. This not the first time that I've had this dream it has been years and with time these are getting more recurrent. The curiosity to see his face and to know him more is growing inside each passing day. I don't know anything about him....but I know that he is MINE ___________________________________________ Dr. Aarna being the youngest of her family has always been pampered, her wished were like a command to her dadu sa, baba sa and specially her Bhai sa. Everything seems perfect in her life- born with goddess like looks, dream career, luxury. What will happen when the life partner that she has been waiting for is actually the one who is sharing the same fate and DREAMS as she does. Amogh is the epitome of what you call a husband material. Built like a warrior, 6'4 with Greek God like looks with jet black long locks , respect his family and protecting them is his life. He is anything but rude and arrogant. A devotee of lord Vishnu. But what will happen that his wait for his Rani sa will come to an end in a very unexpected way. He still remember her from his dream, the dreams he is having for a decade. ___________________________________________ a single look was all it took for them to fell in love and start their journey but little did they know that someone is waiting for them to grow deeper in love so that later they can turn their lives into nothing but hell, someone who is waiting to burn them to ashes. Will they be able to know the mystery about their dream and change their fate from repeating the history? Is there something far more then just dreams they are looking at for all these years? RANKING #3 dispute - 02/06/24 #3 hukum - 14/06/24 #1 ranasa - 18/06/24 #2 agegape - 04/07/24Concluida
unconditional love: love and revenge....
"when she was going to marry his enemy so he killed him in front of her and merried her " *********************************************************** "please.. please.. let me go please"she said while. crying and begging on her knees in front of him. "how can i let go my world from my hands love.. you are my world, as long as you are with me i am alive.. you are the reason i am alive.. now you are mine and only mine love"he said while making her stand. "and yeah.. dont ever get on you knees in front of anyone not even me.. your place is above my head not on my feet understand"he said making her cry even more then she said, "kyu.. appne hume deakha hi kyu na hi aap hume deakhte na hi aap humse shadi karte.. aapne meri jindagi barbad kar di.. " " कुछ यू आंखे आपसे मीली की बकि सब नजर अन्दज हो गये" he said while looking directly into her eyes. then she said "हम बिल्कुल चाँद की तरह है, नूर भी, गुरुर भी, और दुर भी।" "bilkul.. meri chand.. or aap humse chahe kitni bhi dur ho.. aapke paas aa kar hi rahenge.. chahe aapke gurur ki aag me mai jal hi kyu na jaau.. *********************************************************** * mature content 18+ * trigering scene *don't copy my stories or repost. #note: if you feel uncomfortable then you can leave the story but please dont do bad comment.
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"Who told you to lay on my bed little girl?" I heard a deep comanding voice said from the door. "Well you were not here and it's not customary to keep your guests waiting so I decided to make myself comfortable" I responded with a smirk. "So you think this is funny or acceptable?" He said with his voice clearly annoyed and irritated. "Are you irritated your highness?" "I see you are mocking me again" "Non-sense, I am just addressing you with respect in regards to your position in this household" "What are you playing at little girl?" "I take offence to being called little girl, your grace" "Are you not a little girl?" "The same little girl you had dressed in this lingerie to look sexy for you so you can get a hard on and push your cock inside of?" "Fair point" He said as he threw his head back laughing. I didn't see what was funny so I couldn't join in with him. "Are you a virgin ummm......what's your name again?? Vogue?" He said with a smirk. It was his turn to be saucy. So he think he is cute eh? Well let's see about that. "Your close, it's Voshé" I said with a smile. _ _ A very angry and mostly evil italian who was paid to get rid of a family, and sucessfully did so, inherited alot of riches and began to involve himself with his father's dark mafia business. His name was Lorenzio Francesco Rossio. Everyone saw him as a heartless greek god who seems to be immortal. There must be something that even the devil is afraid of........ - - Voshéllisa is a suicidal girl whose family was killed by the instruction of the former papa Lorenzio Snr. She was raised in a training home. The girl had a darkness looming over her from the moment she felt as though she lost everything, but what happens when you put two darkness together?? Isnt two negatives suppose to make a positive?? But can these negatives really make a positive?? ........Concluida
𝐐𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐎𝐟 𝐀 𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭
Setting- Ancient India 1607 Amrita Bansal a commoner girl in Suryanagar.Her mother worked at the palace as a maid. Her father was a soilder in king's army. Amrita on outside was a simple yet beautiful girl and as her name's meaning, she is sweet as nectar. Always friendly with everyone even when someone insults her for something. She was completely like an angel but as it is said the pure souls always attarcts a devilish soul. One day her mother left her payals (anklets) in home so she went to the palace to give her mother the payals(anklets) and that's when she caught the eyes the heart of a devil. And her life started to change. "I want to do nothing with him or for him, but it seems like he does not have the same intentions" "Hai Prabhu Meri Raksha karna iss Daanav se!" (God please save me from this devil!) Shivaay Rudrashk the KING of Suryanagar. He is a very cruel, ruthless, merciless and devil like for everyone as he was taught to be a king from when he was a small child. He closed off heart many years ago and loved to use voilence on the prisoners. He thought no one can gain his attention as every women were scared to talk to him but the day he saw that goddess he knew that not only did she gained his attention but also his heart. He wanted to make her his QUEEN but perhaps she did not but who was gonna stop him to make her his not even her herself is capable of doing such a thing because he is the beast and she was the QUEEN OF THE BEAST. "The day I saw her beautiful smile I knew that she is mine" "Tum meri thi, tum meri ho or tum meri hi rahogi. Kyunki iss poori duniya me iss daanav ko shaant rakhne ke liye tumhare alaawa koi na tha, na hai or na hi rahega!" "You were mine, you are mine and you will always be mine. Because in this whole world there is no one but you who can calm down this devil, neither there was anyone nor there will be anyone!" I hope you enjoy the story
Starting World War 3! (A Hetalia Fanfic)
Despite it being well past sunrise, the house was dark. I had woken up with a start, hearing the sound of a car below but now as I lay awake, I was in even more of a panic. "Don't make a sound." She whispered as she clasped a hand over my mouth, "The house is surrounded. They're going to kill us. They're going to kill the countries." ... It is gradually nearing to two decades since Taishya Rovanoff ran away with her twins and despite the media taking the world by storm, great tensions are underlying once-happy friendships with the nations. When a young and perhaps too-curious state comes across some files, she decides it is her own personal mission to solve the missing-twin mystery. This, however, proves more challenging than not when old scars are reopened leading to a series of events which brings the world to its knees. With forgotten prophecies and mysterious attacks threatening the lives of once-strong countries, the world is inevitably falling apart. So how is it, with all the chaos going on, a missing lady, a set of twins, a naïve child, a sickly teenager, a frightened mother, a celestial body and a queen all bring about the darkest hour the personified nations have ever faced? How is it that the threads of the earth are slowly undoing to bring about the start of the end of the world? ... DISCLAIMER: The story, all names, characters, and incidents portrayed in this production are fictitious. No identification with actual persons, places, buildings, and products is intended or should be inferred. The only things that I own are the plot, Taishya and any other OC's I might decide to include. If I did own Hetalia, I wouldn't be writing this...actually, I reckon I would be on an island, basking in the sun and drinking a pineapple cocktail whilst my servants brought slices of nectarines. Hetalia and it's characters belong to their rightful genius owner, Hidekaz Himaruya...(seriously, that man is a god!).Concluida![Love Geometry - Camilo x Reader x Mirabel [COMPLETE]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/299078019-256-k763780.jpg)
Love Geometry - Camilo x Reader x Mirabel [COMPLETE]
"You... saved my life." Tiles lunge me forward and I put my hands out to brace myself. My hand ends up on the handle and the door explodes with light. ------------------------------------ I got telekinesis the night of Mirabel's ceremony. ------------------------------------ I open both the notes. I scan them over, taking a bit longer to read Mirabel's cursive than Camilo's messy handwriting. Both of them are professing their love for me. ------------------------------------ "I wish I coulda helped more." "Then have another vision!" ------------------------------------ "Happy new year! And happy sweet sixteen to our three sweet angels." -- "I get parties are a hassle, especially with so many people, but they treat us like one person." "This is bullshit. Let's go actually celebrate our birthdays." -- "Let's get fucked up!" ------------------------------------ "What the fuck happened last night?" ------------------------------------ "This is your fault! First you stole Mirabel's gift and now you're taking my perfect family off the rails!" "Maybe I'll just leave if I'm so terrible, then!" A crack goes down the center of the house. #497 encanto tag 1/26/22 #273 camilo tag 1/27/22 #361 disney tag 2/9/22 #28 casita tag 3/21/22Concluida
Yearning Hearts - a saga of destiny
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Creature (Minecraft YouTuber AU)
As the trees and its land slowly burn down by he deadly purple acid, a man that was watching from afar shivered at this sight. This has been going on for ages, and the creature hasn't been stopped. If they didn't stop the thing on time, everything they knew, everything they have ever known. Every building ever created, every world that has been generated, would be gone. The man looked towards his companion, or was he, his companion? His friend has been acting a bit strange, acting anything but not himself. The man took a deep breath and sighed. He looked towards the man with a stern face, gripping onto his iron sword. "Are you sure, you aren't, It?" His friend looked back at him, and chuckled coldly in response. "You know me, buddy, I wouldn't let It get to me." On the next day, the man's friend was gone. So was the other. *Narrating will get better the more you read* *COMPLETE* (YouTubers au, based on the actual ******** world. More and more YouTubers will appear, some will get mentioned, some will appear once, and some will not, and if you're a youtuber reading this, please don't read this cause uhhh, it's not good. There will be no cursing in this! So don't expect any curses. Please do not take this seriously. Only used to entertain fans.) Story cover by my very good friend in real life @zerinieeeConcluida
"Please, let him go!" I begged, struggling to free myself but his tight grip around me refused to budge. A scream escaped me as he jerked me around to face him. "Why do you care about what happens to him?! Who is he to you?!" With each word, he was getting more and more enraged, his grip tightening even further. "No one! He's no one to me. I just want you to stop hurting him, please!" The painful groans and hitting noise in the background were scaring me further. I don't want this to happen to anyone, especially because of me. "Imani is mine! YOU STOLE HER!" Shut up, you idiot! Oh god, judging by the sadistic smile creeping onto Zaviyaar's face, That guy is going to die today. To stop it all, just as he looked up to order his guards, I held his face, dragged him down to face me and slammed my lips against his. Oh fuck... his lips are so soft. I wonder what moisturiser he uses. ------------------------------------------------- All rights to this story belong to me. No part should be copied or plagiarised. This is my work and any similarity to anyone's real life, real name or anything else is completely incidental.
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