My Not So Random Book
- LECTURAS 189
- Votos 17
- Partes 3
Continúa<5 mins
Última publicación lun, mar 18, 2019
I would say that this is categorized as a random book, but 'random' is defined as something made or done without method or conscious decision. In this case, random does not equal funny, and random books, by definition, does not fit the word 'random'. So, what is random? Is it only a concept that explains patterns? Is it only a concept that's only defined by our imagination and not by facts? In this book, you won't find the answer, but it sure helps to take a look at what is going on in my head and life as I'm posting them here.
[I will update whenever I want, which can vary from daily to centuries.]
Todos los derechos reservados
#279
opinions
Únete a la comunidad narrativa más grandeObtén recomendaciones personalizadas de historias, guarda tus favoritas en tu biblioteca, y comenta y vota para hacer crecer tu comunidad.
Quizás también te guste
Drug Dealer for a Day
What are the meanings behind the labels that we all put, not only to others but also to ourselves? Why should we care what others think? Where do all of these thoughts come from? Well, this story does non of anything for anyone else except the person that wrote it. Just the thoughts that run through the mind of a random person, that no one knows, with a very definitive, yet creative outlook on life. Follow the day of a random midwest drug dealer as he navigates the journey we call life.Concluida
Poems
The first poem i wrote for creative writing. The rest is my life and what I feel or what I think, so please don't judge. Thanks!Concluida
White Crayon
"If you ever feel down, or you feel like your worthless, just remember the white crayon. No one can use one. No one needs one." One second children are laughing and the next someone got hurt. It could be someone else's fault, or purely coincidental. Everyone deals with guilt differently. Some play the victim, using it to play the main character in a story that was never written for them. Some surround themselves with things and people that can turn their mind off for awhile. Others might feel guilty when they weren't even there. They feel like they need to go through something similar or worse to validate their suffering. Others grin and bear it, maybe because they don't have time, or they don't want the time. The day everything came barreling down, Rune Winston was a White Crayon.Concluida
Random
Rants, dreams, stuff in real life.... Whatever else I feel like putting on here. When ... is a chapter, it's real life rantish stuff that you read at your own risk. Life's been stressful lately. Marked as complete to prevent deletion.Concluida
Through my eyes
I honestly feel like I see the world differently, so here's my explanation. My experience, stories, thoughts, wisdom, help, and inspiration in this book is to help me release my burden and share my experience with others and help you in the process. Some parts of this book will be like the slap of truth, other parts a nice story. Either way, it's how I see things. I hope while you read this you learn that stepping into someone else's shoes isn't so bad even, if the size isn't right.Concluida
A Mere Reflection
I'd like to consider each part a story in itself. While I always connected the characters with each other, something felt different in each part. It's a story about many aspects of our thoughts, some of which never have touch with reality, and some we see every day. You might not understand this unless you travel inside the characters thoughts, and yours for that matter.Concluida
Dream or Reality?
What is a dream and what is reality? I dont know what is anymore...When to wake up...when to accept what has happened. My life in a book. But with different names. Sequel: Heart or Mind?Concluida
The Beginning of a new life [EJ x Reader} (COMPLETED!!)
You were running when you met someone, but you didn't know who because you were knocked out from the impact. Also You randomly get cuts & bruises, but you don't know how. no one does except your father.Concluida
Dots
There's only the connections that we make. In theory; it's all just random dots unless we make a pattern. A series of one shot, short stories meant to make you contemplate your lifeConcluida
Silent Echoes
This is where I let everything out-the chaos, the silence, the things I can't say out loud. It doesn't judge, doesn't ask why, doesn't need explanations. It just exists, ready to catch whatever spills from my mind, whether it's broken pieces or fleeting moments of joy. It feels like talking to someone who's always there but never speaks, just listens-and somehow, that's enough.Concluida
What are the meanings behind the labels that we all put, not only to others but also to ourselves? Why should we care what others think? Where do all of these thoughts come from? Well, this story does non of anything for anyone else except the person that wrote it. Just the thoughts that run through the mind of a random person, that no one knows, with a very definitive, yet creative outlook on life. Follow the day of a random midwest drug dealer as he navigates the journey we call life.
Más detallesPautas de Contenido