Philosophy Stories

No world should be punished by its people.

This compilation presents a range of Aryan's contemplations, introspections, viewpoints, and accounts of daily experiences. It additionally encompasses selected poems and other literary pieces.

He built his days on dreams and purpose. Discipline held him steady, until she came. She drew new stars across his skies, And ignited the fire behind his eyes. Now passion burns where order reigns. Two hearts, one tethered, one untamed. Can he keep both, the dream and the fire, Or must one fall for the other's desire? "You could've died because of me." "You could've died because of me too." "But why! Why would you do that for me?" "Because something was there. Long before I know it."

Book Descriptions are so Irritating. If you want to read a book, just read it. Why do you want to know the description? -That's Kai, and this is his story. Excuse me, whoever is writing a shit of my life, get your head checked. What's there to even write about my life? -A book unlike any other, focusing on Kai's monologues of life and his journey to find his purpose in life. Excuse me, what!!!, That makes me seem like I am depressed, I am fucking not!!! -Join him on his journey of badminton and contemplate thoughts about life. It's not that deep, dude, stop!!! -Junior school last year arc is undergoing.

Is Percy Jackson a troubled kid? You could say that. 4 schools, 4 years, 4 expulsions. It's hard not to come to that conclusion, and it's even harder to find a school that will take Percy without writing an essay to the headmaster. So when a mysterious letter from a mysterious, strange school named Hogwarts arrives, inviting Percy to attend with 0 consequences and 0 risk of judgment, only Percy's step-dad, Gabe, is against Percy attending... And Percy doesn't really care what his step-dad thinks anyway. So join Percy Jackson as he attends Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and learns the secrets that hide within the castle's stone walls.

His eyes told how dark his thoughts were, what devilish aura he shadowed if she accepted him and was ready to listen to him no one could imagine his doings. She only seeks solitude, but he seeks her, and he craves her as if his life depended on her. He is the cause of her pain. She only wishes to go away from all the emotions, but he can never let that happen. He can show his tears to her, but can she wipe them? Maybe God wanted to create an unforgettable story. His aura screams power that no one can deny except bowing. Her soul reflects others' sins for what others fear to acknowledge. Did she hate him for giving her pain? No, she never hated him. She changed herself.. but what change? She loves him! Maybe not... then what changed...? Love, why is it so difficult either to gain or to lose... "I don't like it when you think about things other than me," he said Is this the start of his madness, or is he already drowned in insanity? She is his heart.........She is the eternal echo God cast into existence for his life. ●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●● He is taking every step near to her, his deep dark eyes looking at her serene, calm face... she is looking directly into his deep, dark ebony eyes... she can clearly see the insanity in his eyes... "Sweetheart, I told you not to think about other things.... but why would you like to provoke me... ha, " his voice is deadly low, sending an electrifying jolt. She is just standing in front of him looking into his sinister soul... He touched her cheek gently, rubbing the soft, gentle, dried tear marks.. He kissed her forehead... she closed her eyes, accepting her fate from which she tried to run away.... "Tell me, sweetheart, what punishment should I give him." A dark mysterious smirk playing on his handsome face... "He is your sister's soon to be husband," she said as he didn't know. He chuckled, a mocking, sinister, extremely insane smile

A tapestry woven from the threads of cosmic wonder and digital ignorance, each poem a distinct journey through realms where intellect and imagination collide. Dive into a universe where quantum whispers mingle with the syntax of the cosmos, and where the digital and the surreal dance in intricate patterns. These verses explore the boundaries of reality and creativity, from fractals blooming in poetic form to the wit that grapples with the ineffable.

Regret is a cruel ghost. It follows him through every choice, every kiss, every night he can't fall asleep. Ignorance and loyalty became his undoing. Times change, and people change even more.

Practitioner's Torture is a supernatural action-drama centred around Cage, an average kid who unknowingly harbours the soul of a godlike entity, Kisei Suru Takusan. As Cage begins to unlock his spiritual abilities, he discovers that the power inside him is both a weapon and a curse. Wrapped into a violent world full of Cryptids, Warriors, and Layered ideologies, Cage must navigate his own identity while resisting Takusan's growing influence. With the help of allies and mentors, he confronts both external threats and internal ones, learning to master his abilities without losing his soul in the process.

a bunch of short stories I made at like 3 am

We spend our lives chasing meaning-success, purpose & answers, Follow me on a journey through time, stillness, kindness and simply being alive.

It is not only an adventure in space, but also adventure in our very life. Space, is nothing but a space between worlds, between people, between ideas. Some are like us, some are hostile, some are different, how would you navigate through the space of life? In the 23rd century, humanity might no longer be alone in the the cosmos, but knowledge comes at a cost. Captain Aric Cole and his crew aboard the Odyssera explore anomalies at the edge of known space, where the line between science and the unknown blurs. The Odyssera is an individually-owned vessel-not a government or corporate project-but a ship for outcasts and dreamers seeking proof of their worth and purpose, a chance to explore with goodwill, and an anchor in the vast, unforgiving universe. From rogue satellites hiding secrets older than Earth itself, to AI questioning the nature of its own soul, and microorganisms defying the laws of life, every mission challenges not only their skills-but their understanding of reality. As the crew navigates quantum tech, interstellar threats, and mysterious signals that may be cosmic coincidences-or alien contact-Aric must balance leadership, friendship, and survival, while questioning what it truly means to be alive in a universe that may not care. Moderate-paced, high-stakes, and filled with thought-provoking tech, philosophy, and societal questions, this story is perfect for fans of hard-ish sci-fi with a human touch.

This book is the making of a trauma memoir. It is a story about survival and the brutal work of learning your own mind well enough to break the cycles someone else built inside you. Recovery, no matter how you slice it, isn't pretty. It's messy and chaotic and disappointing, and sometimes it feels straight-up pointless. That's the space I want to step into. How do we make sense of healing when pain is all we've ever known? How do we begin to build something new when our foundations were shaped by harm? Think of this book as a crossing between memoir and philosophy - a reflection on survival, and an exploration of what has helped me stay.

Words unwritten, a quill with no ink. The ethereal shrouded with truth, lies that keep the mundane from taking hold. Stories, untold - Only whispered, only carried by winds unfelt but by those who listen closely. So listen, between these lines you might find echoes of a voice you once had. One you silenced in favor of normalcy. One you locked away deep within the pages of your heart, the very ones you forbade every soul that came close from reading. The very ones that stoke the fire you so very desperately desire. For thine eyes only, you kindred spirits who share the fate of looking from a distance.

David is Man011 -a killer for hire in a city of masks. When a routine job forces him to confront a past he tried to bury, he must choose: remain a stray dog in a broken world, or find something real in the chaos. A gritty existential noir for fans of Camus and hard-boiled crime. The world is empty, society is a lie, but in the cracks in a child's laugh, an old man's truth, a memory of love - there are moments worth living (or killing) for. The trick is to see them before the mask graft to your skin... "Man is condemned to be free. And in that freedom, he becomes a lonely god creator of his own values, haunted by the silence of a world that offers no answers."

Pov from indifference with the world & fullness with myself

Reaf has only ever known one measure of worth: winning. When defeat shatters that belief, he spirals-chasing redemption, glory, and proof that he matters. His search leads him beyond the city, into rumor, storm, and the shadow of a dragon that knows him far better than he knows himself. What follows is not a tale of triumph, but of unlearning-of confronting the fragile lies we build our identities on, and the quiet strength it takes to let them go. Reaf is a mythic short story about pride, loss, and the long road toward humility.

Title: Beyond the Mirror: The Silvering of the Soul Genre: Philosophy / Spiritual / Non-Fiction (or Psychology) Tagline: The truth isn't what you see; it's what makes the reflection possible. Blurb: We are taught that "seeing is believing," but our eyes are the greatest liars we own. Every truth we encounter comes in two forms: The Wrapped Fact and The Raw Sense. We spend our lives staring at the "Front"-the reflection tied with a pretty ribbon of pride, fear, or ego. We judge, we react, and we build our world based on these gift-wrapped illusions. But what happens when the mirror is ripped from the wall? When the glass shatters and the ribbons snap, we are left with the Reality Shock. Beyond the polished image lies the "Silvering"-the gray, unpolished raw sense of history, religion, and the human mind. Beyond the Mirror is a journey through the "why" behind the "what." From the survival mechanisms of our brains to the sacred ribbons of religious history, this book challenges you to stop mourning the broken reflection and start studying the wall. It's time to look deeper. It's time to see what's behind the glass.

This is not a story about religion. It is a reflection on self, shadow, and awareness. A philosophical prose that questions belief, comfort, morality, and the parts of ourselves we refuse to face. It explores how religion can become escape, how darkness grows through avoidance, and why understanding the self is more important than blaming symbols, gods, or devils.

Η Ατλαντίδα δεν χάθηκε. Διαγράφηκε. Δεν ήταν απλώς μια πόλη ή ένα νησί, αλλά ένας κόσμος που δεν χωρούσε στην ιστορία που ακολούθησε. Ανάμεσα σε χαμένους πολιτισμούς, reset της ανθρωπότητας, διαγραφές μνήμης και κόσμους που επιβιώνουν μόνο ως μύθος, αυτό το βιβλίο δεν προσπαθεί να αποδείξει τίποτα. Προσπαθεί να συνδέσει μοτίβα. Η Ατλαντίδα, η Tartaria και η Torenza δεν παρουσιάζονται ως βεβαιότητες, αλλά ως ίχνη: • πολιτισμοί που εξαφανίστηκαν χωρίς μάχη • γνώση που μετατράπηκε σε μύθο • μνήμη που επιμένει χωρίς χάρτη Αν κάτι μέσα σου νιώθει ότι «κάτι λείπει» από την ιστορία, ίσως δεν είναι επειδή δεν το έμαθες ποτέ. Ίσως απλώς το θυμάσαι.