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El reflejo de la realidad

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escribir filosófico mente realidad reflexión sensacional subconsciente sueños vida

Muchas veces nos preguntamos, ¿que es la realidad?, ¿que significa realmente ese término?, ¿como podemos diferenciar los sueños de la realidad? A veces nuestro subconsciente tiene un papel muy importante en nuestras vidas y nuestros sueños también, quizás le tendríamos que dar más valor a esas pequeñas cosas de la naturaleza humana que forman parte de nuestra alma, adentrándonos en nuestro cerebro, viendo un perfecto reflejo de nuestra realidad, o quizás no tan perfecto...

En este libro, os voy a explicar varias cuestiones sobre la vida, relacionandolas con la naturaleza y con cosas filosóficas que te pueden hacer reflexionar mucho sobre el porqué de nuestra existencia o el porqué de nuestras emociones, una experiencia que deja mucho que pensar.All Rights Reserved

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rose in the desert by aa809096

I will write my future story in bilingual. I want to force myself to be the person I like. I don't care if other people like me, I just care if they like me. After days of hesitation, I finally settled on the name, and I sat on the toilet thinking about the script God had sent me... I can't wait to read the script God sends me and I can't wait to finish it. After writing it, the English audio reading was wonderful. I burst into tears as I listened, and burst into tears as I finished writing. This is very interesting. I always touch myself again and again, always write dreams in my dreams. Whose life is not a dream? I am an affectionate and tragic person, and I love this world deeply. Love so deeply, so seriously. God often gives me so much information that my brain feels like it's going to explode and I'm going crazy. I can understand what Vincent van Gogh was doing in the wheat field. When you see everything in the world, dear, you don't care about anything anymore. You only live for your own happiness. People start to distance themselves from you and you become more and more lonely. God, I ask you again and again, why am I stuck in the desert? I want you to answer me, once is not enough, ten times is not enough, a hundred times is not enough, a thousand times is not enough, ten thousand times is not enough! 2025/1/5

Don't Leave Me (a zodiac sign fanfic) by zodiacsignlover1209

"I miss him..." "Me too." "Scorpio have gone missing for months. I hope he's okay..." ________________________________________________ "Something's not right." "The battle...it's too easy." ________________________________________________ "This is only the beginning." "Get ready to fight zodiacs. This is a battle you will never forget." ________________________________________________ #4 in Aquarius 2024.9.24 #5 in zodiacs 2025.2.24 #5 in Ophiuchus 2025.24 #4 in Scorpio 2025.3.8 #8 in zodiacs 2025.3.8 #8 in Ophiuchus 2025.3.8 #4 in Ophiuchus 2025.3.16 #3 in Scorpio 2025.3.16 #6 in Taurus 2025.3.16 (book cover is designed by Desygne (I used an app to design the book cover))

𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐌𝐞 || 𝟏𝟖+ by ashluvfictionalmen

Two broken souls in the midst of a crazy world. Two souls running away from their past. There was no light at the end of the tunnel. The tunnel was cracking, slowly closing in. When these two connect, as if they were set on the same path, light creeps in through the cracks, and for or a moment, the tunnel seems to have a way out, but what if it collapses before they make it? - "You saved my life." The words come out as a whisper, I've been dying to say that. I thank god every day that he came into my life when he did. "Fuck Vivian, you don't know how much I needed you." I tear up just a little as he speaks, I don't know the last time I cried happy tears. I bring my hands up to cup his cheeks, resting my forehead against his. "No matter how much I push, I don't mean it. Please don't give up on me." My words seem to relieve him in some way as I feel his shoulders relax. "Even when I'm gone, I'll be by your side, forever." He brings his hand, sticking his pinky out. "pinky promise."I wrap mine around his, placing a kiss on his lips. Warning before you read!! This is my first book! This book will contain topics of SA, eating disorders, and mature content, if any of these things may bother you in anyway, please scroll! I hope when I finish this book I can public a clean version, with a different perspective leaving out these topics, but for now, this is how i've envisioned this story to go! Enjoy -Ash🌸

Metaphors In The Dancefloor by Keglaea

The walk of adulthood has 3 rules. You can't back out. You have to finish. And most importantly of all, you must survive it. Walking into college is much easier when your past isn't kissing you goodbye. All your life has come up to this. Elementary prepares you for middle school. Middle school teaches you something close to the misery of high school. High school is the last acceptable happiness you will ever have. High school was the preview of college. If you eat all your popcorn in the preview, being in the movies won't reach up to the standards. If your popcorn fell, you're done. If you didn't buy the popcorn, you'll be stealing it from your friend. After all, this is FIU. Most of the people here left their lives back wherever their home was. But, the real question is did they leave themselves?

Face of an Angel with Devil Eyes by neonblonde1

Ainsley Caree Hudson didn't have a typical childhood; at eight years old she was the victim of abusive parents who didn't care about her, what happened to her or who did what to her. Until one night a man came in and rescued her. She asked his name and he told her it was "G" and then she asked him if he was an angel; he told her if that's what she needed he would be her angel. Her parents had tried to sell her to "G" to get out of debt and this angered the man so, that he took her away from there and had her parents killed. He placed her in a loving home with a forged birth certificate and told her to grow up and make something of herself. Twenty-two years later, she was an emergency room doctor at a hospital in Philadelphia and as fate would have it, her path would cross with her angel again but just not in the way you would think. Would this angel be able to help her deal with the night terrors, help her learn to love and in return find salvation in her arms? Would she be able to look past his dangerous lifestyle enough to let him in? Only time would tell. Join Ainsley as she inadvertently goes deep into the Mafia to discover it's nothing like the movies. MOST OF THE PEOPLE, PLACES AND THINGS ARE ALL FICTIONAL.

The Eccedentesiast by satansmydaddyy

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Nuestro Si? Si. by _ricksrm

Nuestro Sí? Sí. es una historia sobre el amor joven, el autodescubrimiento y los lazos familiares. Algunas historias de amor comienzan con un "sí", otras con incertidumbre, y algunas se escriben entre líneas de conversaciones nocturnas, miradas prolongadas y la silenciosa valentía de dos almas que buscan encontrarse. A través de mensajes llenos de risas, vulnerabilidad y revelaciones sinceras, Rafa de 22 años casi 23, que enfrenta las expectativas sociales y la homofobia internalizada-explora un romance reavivado con Martin, de 30 años recién cumplidos. Entre la paciencia tejida en el destino y una conexión tan profunda que convirtió cada amor pasado en un mero prólogo, su viaje se convierte en más que una historia de amor: es un camino hacia el autodescubrimiento, la fe y la aceptación de su verdadero ser. Porque hay amores que transforman, que desafían la duda y que enseñan que, a veces, lo más valioso es aquello que se construye con el tiempo. ¿Será su "sí" un destino escrito? ¿O se convertirá en un "qué hubiera sido" perdido en los ecos del tiempo y las circunstancias?

Life Of A Mafia King by PrernaGautam1417

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A Beautiful Piece Of Broken Pottery by missuniquek

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The Diary of The Happy girl by Lreale

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rose in the desert

I will write my future story in bilingual. I want to force myself to be the person I like. I don't care if other people like me, I just care if they like me. After days of hesitation, I finally settled on the name, and I sat on the toilet thinking about the script God had sent me... I can't wait to read the script God sends me and I can't wait to finish it. After writing it, the English audio reading was wonderful. I burst into tears as I listened, and burst into tears as I finished writing. This is very interesting. I always touch myself again and again, always write dreams in my dreams. Whose life is not a dream? I am an affectionate and tragic person, and I love this world deeply. Love so deeply, so seriously. God often gives me so much information that my brain feels like it's going to explode and I'm going crazy. I can understand what Vincent van Gogh was doing in the wheat field. When you see everything in the world, dear, you don't care about anything anymore. You only live for your own happiness. People start to distance themselves from you and you become more and more lonely. God, I ask you again and again, why am I stuck in the desert? I want you to answer me, once is not enough, ten times is not enough, a hundred times is not enough, a thousand times is not enough, ten thousand times is not enough! 2025/1/5