Metaphysical Stories

Congregation. 'Thy will be united at every end.' The Collection is wounded. The Spires have fallen. The garden turns to sand and ash. The serpent will return. Aelia must make a choice bigger than herself. But does she have one if it's her fate? With peers and mentors to 'guide' her, Aelia fumbles through Ascension as the veil around her reality begins to lift.

Elara always suspected the map she carried had more confidence in itself than the terrain deserved. But when she steps into the Enchanted Forest, she discovers that reality doesn't just surround her-it considers her. After stumbling upon an ancient tome that "traps reality itself," Elara and a ragtag band of misfits-including a skeptical cat, an inventor whose gadgets can't decide what day it is, and a Fox of Many Tails-are swept into the Timeless Vortex. Their destination? The parallel dimension that serves as the involuntary fortress of the legendary Sorceress Helena. To stop a Cosmic Threat that hiccups star systems for fun, Elara must recover five artifacts of immense power: Strength, Wisdom, Foresight, Transformation, and Harmony. But in this realm, power comes with a catch as annoying as socks disappearing in a washing machine. Guided by the Guardian Council (a group of talking animals who prefer philosophical debates to combat), Elara must learn that the key to freedom isn't a door-it's the removal of the need for one. Expect Pythonesque levity, sensory-driven magic, and a journey that will expand your consciousness one ridiculous chapter at a time.

THE BLACK HEART: Anatomy of Evil "Each Moon is a breath of evil, each Table a root that grows in the dark, each Cross a nail in the sky." Evil is not a historical accident: it is a breathing organism. Throughout the centuries, the wolf Gork hunts the primordial essence of Vorgash-a fire that devours the souls of tyrants and sheds its skin as eras pass. From the flames of Nero to the divine calculation of Napoleon, through seven Moons of blood, darkness evolves, learns, and refines itself. But at the end of the seventh Moon, the hunt changes. Evil no longer dwells in a single man: it has become a nation. The Dark Sphere is born-the collective mind of the Reich. Amidst the mud of the trenches and the cold rhythm of a war that moves with the precision of a train schedule, soldiers like Lothar, Ernst, and Hermann become cogs in a brutal order that admits no variations. There is no more room for initiative, only for simultaneous execution. Only for the void. The Black Heart is more than a historical novel. It is a mathematical and metaphysical journey through 7 Moons, 10 Tables, and 7 Crosses. It is the account of when humanity ceased to be flesh and became dust under the weight of a perfect structure. Are you ready to discover what beats within the Black Heart of History?

Josie Brigge once stared into the void itself. Now, upon her brother's untimely death and after her parents she returns to her grandmother's struggling farm three years after the end of the world; the Blitz, the Great Quietude when the internet turned off, and the Food Wars that would follow over access to arable land. In 2039's Aurora, Oregon Josie will learn to become the person who stays, even when the staying is hard. On the farm, for her Gemma, and in her relationships. This is a time of both poverty and growth for the farm because, when you hit rock bottom, the only way is up. Enter a Cozy Fantasy romance about a growing web of relationship forming at the new heart of an old town, where, sometimes, singing to a rose is the highest form of majic, even if not the most impressive. Learn to fall in love with the land, the majic, the people, and the many quirky animals of the Brigge farm.

Voice from I to you

Miriam has spent her life moving - between worlds, between identities, between the woman she was with River and the woman she became without him. Now married to Stone and raising her two sons, she wakes one morning from a dream that changes everything. River is not gone. He has simply changed form. What follows is one woman's journey through grief, love, and the thin places between worlds - from the ordinary magick of a kitchen at breakfast to the night sky of deep meditation, from the sacred ritual of morning smoke to the stars that sing her name back to her. This is not a love story about a man and a woman. It is a love story about the Love that holds everything - patient, kind, eternal. And one woman's remembering that she was never separate from it. Remembrance is calling. Do you sense it too? LISTEN. And remember what is.

Beyond Reality, Beyond existence, Ontology, Metaphysics

Heartbreak High x The OA crossover fanfic. No knowledge of The OA needed, this only involves HH characters.

An anthology of stories written by me which excites and ignites imagination and realism.

In the deep heart of the earth, a lone seeker digs; not for gold or silver, but for what cannot be priced: the hidden light of the soul. Through years of silence, prayer, and perseverance, he discovers that faith is the pick that never dulls, and that the truest treasure is not beneath the mountain, but within it. A poetic tale of endurance, revelation, and divine encounter.

In the vast expanse of the Universe, nestled among known and unknown realms of outer space, lies Febu-a tiny dot where a sophisticated human race thrives, breathing and evolving. The essence of Febuans revolves around a singular purpose: to serve others, to embrace love, and to unite in shared desires. Personal gains hold no value; they merely accept whatever comes their way without seeking rewards. During their formative years, Febuans embark on an exploratory journey within the lawless virtual realm of Fridigo. Here, they're granted the freedom to explore every conceivable wrongdoing until they voluntarily reach a saturation point. The awakening occurs through a profound realization that magnifying wrongs to their maximum potential serves as a conduit to understanding the right path. Those awakened to this truth remain steadfast in loyalty to Febuan unity, impervious to bribes or corruption. Loyalty bears no price in Febu. Parents recognize that their children will one day comprehend this same truth, yet they refrain from imposing their beliefs or life directives on them. The Fridigo experience for children is rigorous but innocuous to society. Its primary goal is to provoke a personal realization of their own evils, to foster a distaste for these wrongs, and an innate desire to break free. Once this awakening occurs, guidance is provided. Febuans possess a profound understanding of their actions' origins, comprehending the internal mechanics that drive them. This awareness grants them freedom in their actions; every word spoken, every action taken is underpinned by intelligence and reason, rooted in a search for underlying causes. **Telesting**: The perception received from a distance without relying on recognized sensory organs. **Frigido State**: A condition wherein an individual is locked in a virtual reality experience to an extent that it's perceived as actual reality.

In a land where the fog never lifts and the sun burns without mercy, a lone traveler marches through an endless desert. He owns nothing-not his name, not his path, not even his suffering. Yet every step he takes defies the void around him. Haunted by visions, tested by mirages, and confronted by a mysterious companion in white, he grapples with questions of purpose, faith, and the crushing weight of his own choices. Is his journey defiance... or delusion? Is the desert his prison... or his forge? And if he ever escapes the fog-what then? A haunting, philosophical tale of struggle, madness, and the relentless pursuit of meaning in a world that offers none. Are you ready to dive in this journey?

For those who see with eyes beyond the veil. The Holy Grimoire is not fiction. It's a metaphysical codex, a divine manual, a sacred mirror for those on the path of soul mastery, encoded with spiritual laws, supervised principles, and cosmic revelations. It is not meant for everyone-but those who are ready will find themselves in it.

A short story aka "shorty" about a man that finally sees that the true benefit is in challenging reality and not yourself...

When three separate meteors struck Earth in the same spot a year apart each, the cosmic mineral's elements released a blanketing radiated wave throughout the globe after impact. The waves were absorbed into the Aurora Borealis and stretching the northern lights across the planet with a deep neon chromatic luster. The energy and particles it released infected eighty-three percent of that present period's youth. These abnormalities granted the children with a variety of Kinetic power, the likes that is too great to comprehend by man. Until the mystery of who, what, where, when, why, and how can be answered, the United Nations delegated and voted to start two tasks forces to battle those that use their given Kinetic powers for unnecessary evil and to further understand the cosmic minerals. The Burning Division for enforcement and The Freezing Sciences And Pharmaceuticals for advanced research. Witness as the world as we know it shifts to something greater than it has ever been.

Beyond what the eyes can see, a war is fought in silence. A soul touched by the invisible crosses worlds, carrying the light that disturbs the shadows. Torn veils, astral rivers, betrayals, prisons - and yet, the inner flame never fades. This is not just a story. It's a call to those who have already heard the whisper of the Éter inside their own bones. Éter Book is a poetic, symbolic, and vibrational journey through collapse, awakening, and rebirth. Once the soul awakens, it can never go back.

Clair A. Dayence was twenty, carefree, and ready for spring break-until a single moment changed everything. One car ride. One crash. One eternal sleep. Or so it seems. Trapped in a dream world shaped by her memories, Clair lives a lifetime in loops, fractured days, and subtle impossibilities. Friends forget her, places shift, and even time itself refuses to behave. Strange inconsistencies accumulate, whispers of events that never happened-or did they? As the cracks widen, Clair drifts closer to a truth she cannot yet name: that life, death, and consciousness are more fragile than she ever imagined. And that perhaps, some awakenings are not for the living-but for the souls who never truly left. A story of fractured reality, looping time, and the delicate path between existence and something far beyond.

Poetry about finding inner peace.