Истории Worldpeace

'Where does everyone go to be friends for one day~?' All the countries and capitals are invited back to the World Summit! Otherwise known as the landform and capital of planet Earth; Hetalia.

god help me, i cannot describe the pain i feel while writing this. if you see this, it's too late to help me now, im already gone and nothing can save me. anyways based off a fever dream i had when i ate an entire jar of melatonin gummies

Before kingdoms rose. Before magic was divided. Before the Stars themselves decided who would live and who would die, there was love. Elio, a mortal man of brilliance and heart, and Sophia, the Angel of Music, shared six years of quiet wonder. Together, they built a life full of warmth, creation, and devotion until betrayal tore it apart. When Elio was assassinated at the hands of the North Star, under the command of the Ether, Sophia was forced away from their children into a marriage that would ripple through time, binding angels and stars in uneasy alliance. But little did the gods know from that union came four children who would change the course of history forever. Tatiana, the firstborn, could sing before she could talk and dance before she could walk. Destined to lead in spirit, if not by title, she would one day found a kingdom of music- but first, she must survive the harshness of her own hands and the cruelties of war that would leave scars deeper than the body. Isaiah, calm and devout, devoted himself to Angels and their sacred law. But even the most faithful heart can be tested, and devotion can twist into obsession, driving a wedge between love, duty, and family. Lyric, marked by trauma and near death, discovered that words could heal what hands could not. Guarded yet kind, she learned to channel grief into prose, giving voice to the suffering of her people and finding light in the darkest moments. Rhian, the youngest, was different from the rest-no powers, only curiosity, and a mind determined to unravel the truths the angels preferred to hide. Science was his sanctuary, his rebellion, and his weapon in a world ruled by the unseen and the divine. The Wyrd siblings navigate faith and magic, art and invention, loyalty and rebellion. Each carries the weight of their parents' love, the shadow of their father's death, and the impossible expectation to survive in a world that demands perfection, obedience, and power. That was then. It leads to now.

"fictional story with an issue form reality,where each beauty will be shining and issues being solved."

The story of Danielle McCarthy continues, it's a new month and when they resume, they meet an unexpected project that brings two enemies together, Amanda and Danielle have to work together with Chloe, Maison and others. Will the project work, the project for #World Peace 🕊️. Read for more.

Rian Ashford, an ordinary guy in a family of legends, has always lived in the shadows of greatness-until something dormant inside him awakens. With his world on the brink of chaos, Rian's struggle between power and control will determine not just his fate, but the fate of everyone around him. As his newfound power surges, will he be control it, or succumb to it?

Spoiler Alert : A Sci-Fi novel with NO Terminator robots, No aliens in saucers, No Matrix style Agent Smiths and no zombies sucking on human blood . Based on current trends in AI and related tech I present a realistic prediction of where we would be 10 years from now. In a Happier place. The story begins in the studios of a popular talk show in America. The anchor is interviewing an android being , about the birth of this new superspecies which now governs all of earth. The entire transition from the human race to the machines had been mostly voluntary and peaceful. The anchor questions on how this had happened . It begins , by introducing itself "My name is Xy .. pronounced as Zee, as in Genz. And I am non-binary , pun intended" , it winked. And narrates the key incidents of the past decade which lead to this new world.

Part 6: Thoughts at night is a collection of poetry, affirmations, conscious, and subconscious thoughts that were brought out into the light. This book started as a written series written at night and each poem was published in real-time.

This is a collection of poems based on different moments in my life. With topics from my deepest thoughts. Ranging from love, to love lost, battling my own thoughts and everyday life. These are a few moments from My Journey...

When twenty one year old Teegan Moore ends up stuck in a shady neighborhood, a young boy shows her that living there isn't all that bad. He shows her that the neighborhood isn't all drug dealing, fierce people who hate everyone. But some of them are...

"Only one world to live in, Only one world to see, And yet, There is a terrorist in you, There is a terrorist in me." This book is a collection of short stories and poems on war and how it affects people. None of the stories are written by me. The credit goes to the original writers only.

A beautiful poem on calamities and victim of war.

OUR EART IS VERY BEAUTIFUL, IT IS OUR RESPONSIBILITY TO PROTECT IT AND MAKE IT PEACE FULL AND MORE BEAUTIFUL PLANET IN THE UNIVERSE. BECAUSE NATURE MAKE US HUMANS MORE POWERFULL AND BETTER THAN ALL LIVING BEINGS ON THIS PLANET. #nobelprizeforliterature #nobelprize #nobelcommittee #nobelprizeinliterature #nobelliteratureprize #magazine #worldpeace #viralpoetry #viralinstagram #viralposts #viralreel #viral #poetry #fraternity #liturature #pinterest #magazine #website #webpage #instagram #facebook #google #world #virałreels #viralinstagram #viralshorts #viralposts #viral #nobelprize #nobelcommittee #nobelprizeforliterature #alfrednobel #humanity #fraternity #peace #viralpoetry #googlreels #googleviral #googolpoem #google #googlepoetry

↳ ❝ 𝓔𝓿𝓮𝓻𝔂𝓭𝓪𝔂 𝓲𝓼 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓿𝓮𝓷 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓶𝔂 𝓹𝓮𝓸𝓹𝓵𝓮-!❞ S̶i̶m̶p̶l̶e̶ things such as claiming lands are always taken to a world meeting. China thought he could go away with claiming small piece of '𝙷𝚒𝚜' isolated land. He did but it costed them all a 𝗹𝗼𝘁. Best Ranking; -1st in #isolated

This story teaches us to love or reject, there is no one left for us in this world, the only ones living in this world are those poisonous people who live with us with a friendly face.

Please be aware that this story will probably include: Spelling errors Misused punctuation Fancy language Rushed story lines As I am a very trashy writer All the best wishes creator missie legal stuff I am the author and illustrator of this "book" and digital images. I will allow people to take ideas/notes from my storyline although no blatant copies and some credit should be given to me.

🖤🖤In the ancient kingdom of Eldoria, power does not whisper - it commands. Kaelen was never meant to rule. Yet when darkness begins to stir beyond the eastern borders, the world turns its gaze toward the one they call the Sovereign. With shadows rising and ancient forces awakening, loyalty will be tested, kingdoms will tremble, and destiny itself will bend. Because some rulers are crowned.🖤🖤

After countless battles, cosmic wars, and universe-altering conflicts, the time for peace has finally arrived. As the multiverse rejoices, the greatest warriors, celestial beings, and legendary heroes gather for an unprecedented celebration. Old friends reunite, new alliances are forged, and long-lost secrets are unveiled in a festival spanning across dimensions. However, amidst the joy and festivities, an unknown force lingers in the shadows, threatening to disrupt the harmony that was so hard-earned. Will this era of peace last, or is it merely the calm before an even greater storm?

Dear reader, I, by the virtue of fate, the divine deity, know all future paths scattered on all useless holy papers to crush down people with information that they can't defy, yet try. Truth obliterates us all, something we don't want to accept but are bound to see, that such truth has become our own tragedy of fate. Existence, written to only be flawed by puppeteering, yet I wrote characters hoping for them to rewrite endings that I already foretold and saw. Hoping that one day they will save or defeat my ending of truth, so that I no longer will need to walk through the ruins of places I once cherished deeply, knowing that I can't stop traveling down memory lane. These characters were my sense of pride and joy; now they've emerged into my literary world. Although they won't see it as a curse, I do. I don't think they'll fully understand my perspective; however, they are in the theatre of lies and truths scattered around. I'm not the eye of the beholder or beauty, but most definitely the cruelest of all. I'm a curse that knows all types of endings, has seen it all from different viewpoints, and still has a feeling I don't want to make it to the end. I really wonder if I'm truly in control of myself, or am I the puppet being decided for by someone else? I truly apologize for the fates I've read for a few people who met their end in slow wave tides of dread. Caring about how one should end up, but that's not my place, is it? I merely see past what others seem to miss. I can't control how one should live, but why does it feel like humans place their trust in me to actually do that? I'm not inside their perspective; I'm outside, living, trying to uphold my own emotional dam that's about to explode. My feelings aren't considered, nor my boundaries, though I'm still needed selfishly. I can't live, so I put fictional, layered prints of words that I wish to be my rebirth, my start to my own deity duties and life.

Sibsankar Roy Laskar, the epitome of humanitarian expression through poetry, delicately weaves his verses as an ode of utmost reverence to the legacy of the greatest benevolent humanitarian, Alfred Nobel. With each carefully crafted line, Laskar pays homage to Nobel's noble dreams of spreading worldwide fraternity, peace, and humanity. His poetry serves as a resounding echo of Nobel's enduring ideals, resonating across borders and cultures, inspiring hearts to embrace the essence of compassion and unity. Through the transcendent power of his words, Laskar beckons humanity to honour Nobel's vision, forging pathways towards a world where peace and empathy reign supreme. In the realm of literature, Sibsankar Roy Laskar emerges as a guiding light, illuminating the way towards a future adorned with the timeless values of fraternity, peace, and humanity.