Existence Stories

{{This is a complete draft, however I am currently in the process of editing and revising this story daily.}} Commander Alma Smith has spent her life believing that every problem has a solution. That with enough training, enough discipline, enough control, nothing is truly beyond reach. She is about to encounter something that cannot be solved. "43 Hours" is a quiet and deeply intimate novel about the limits of control, and what lies beyond them. As certainty begins to erode, Alma is forced to confront not only her circumstances, but herself-her memories, her choices, and the fragile architecture of the person she believed she was. It is a meditation on isolation, identity, and the human need to find meaning in the face of the incomprehensible. For readers of literary and philosophical science fiction, it is an unforgettable exploration of what remains when nothing can be fixed-and what it truly means to endure.

This story, Black Bird, is for the Open Novella Contest 2026, inspired by prompt #37. It is a post-apocalyptic novella told from the perspective of Ruth, a five-year-old girl with messy pig-tails who appears to be the last surviving human in a world ruined by a virus. Too young to understand what ended civilization, Ruth survives by following a vulture she calls Black Bird, who loyally leads her to food and shelter. Though the bird is a scavenger by nature, it shows an unusual familiarity with Ruth, neither fleeing nor attacking, and seems to watch over her. As Ruth navigates this world, her bond with Black Bird becomes both her lifeline and her greatest mystery. Told in a child's limited, literal voice, this story explores survival and dependency, and the unfolding of Ruth slowly beginning to understand what Black Bird knows-and why it has chosen to stay.

some think pieces from my late afternoon mind drifting

Earth, 2225. A recently rebuilt world chooses a seemingly useless girl for a fundamental mission. Why her? Why entrust such an important task to someone with no depth, no worth, nothing special about her? No one knows. Not even she does. Not even her wounds.

"The Last Echo" is an epic tale that explores themes of sacrifice, legacy, and the ultimate choice between preserving one's own memory or saving a nascent universe. The story follows Kaelen, the last archivist of the Aethel civilization, as he grapples with an impossible decision in a dying universe. When he discovers a bridge to a new, infant universe threatened by a parasitic entity called the Weaver, he must choose between imprinting his civilization's legacy on this new reality or sacrificing everything to give it a chance to flourish on its own terms. The narrative is structured in four parts plus an epilogue: • Part 1: The Fading Light - Introduction to Kaelen and the dying universe • Part 2: The Bridge of Worlds - Discovery of the new universe and the Weaver • Part 3: The Weaver's Web - The moral struggle and decision to act • Part 4: The Last Echo - The ultimate sacrifice • Epilogue - The legacy that endures The story blends hard science fiction concepts with philosophical depth, exploring what it means to be remembered, the nature of selfless sacrifice, and the profound beauty of choosing to save others at the cost of one's own existence. I hope you enjoy this journey through the cosmos!

Life is all about gaining and losing but some losses can be replaced by someone or something. (My thoughts edition )

the childhood i lost in these poetries - the person i became. ( my first book, collections of what I wrote as a kid )

When the world forgets you, who stays? Ara discovers she is next to be erased from existence, and the only one who remembers her is a quiet boy with sad eyes and a secret. But saving her might mean losing him. And love was never supposed to survive in a world that forgets.

Some questions don't come quietly. They arrive in the middle of the night, heavy as rain, sharp as silence. Why do humans live? What is the purpose of existence? Is life a gift... or an obligation forced upon us? Existence is a dark philosophical one-shot that explores the cruel beauty of being alive-born without consent, raised under expectations, and trapped between the hunger for approval and the fear of meaninglessness. Through raw thoughts, haunting atmosphere, and emotional confrontation, this story dives into the uncomfortable truth: Life has no purpose... until you create one. A story for those who have ever stared into the dark and wondered if living is worth it.

A personal narrative made up of ordinary situations. Thoughts, observations, without staging. Just human as it is.

Just the ramblings of someone trying to be anything at all

I've died. I know I've died. So why can I barely remember anything from before? And who are these four? They all seem to be important, but they don't know where they came from either. But we all know one thing. We need to find out where we're from. Too bad I know one thing, I'm not going to make it to the end.

Deep within a forest, there, at its heart, lies a village, inhabited only by teenagers. Why are they here? They don't know. What about their parents? They don't know. As for their past, dark fragments that seem unknowable. Their world is a jumble of unanswered questions, and they'll have to put their differences aside if they hope to find the answers.

that lifelong monologue of thousands stellar nights; the monologue i hide in my pillows once i close my eyes. IF A 9-YEAR-OLD WAS TELLING YOU A STORY OF HIS LIFE, WOULD YOU HOLD YOUR BREATH TO HEAR HIS SOBS?

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[ EXISTENSIAL CRISIS ]

Ouvre moi et tu découvrira ce que tu ne savais pas de toi ...

Trying to find meaning in life.

Read. The. Title. OAKY BUH BYE

here i begin the journey to the poetic world along with my poems, a few anecdotes about life