Philosophy Stories

Callie Dunphy is the oldest of the kids, she is currently stuck working from home helping her parents raise her siblings. Her boyfriend Jack lives in the apartment above her uncles house so she has a quick escape if she needs to get some peace. She loves her family with all of her heart and would do anything for them that's why they are still so close after all these years. || starting from season one ||

━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ( ＳＣＡＲＬＥＴ ) ❝ 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝖺𝗌 𝗂𝗍 𝗂𝗌 ; 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙜 . 𝖺𝗌 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗌 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝗂𝗍𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 ; 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙨 . ❞ 𓂃 イタチ うちは 𓂃 © 𝖍𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖎𝖗𝖊𝖓𝖉

Existence has already ended once. By something that was not even "something" in any ordinary sense. Unseen, unfelt, and forever forgotten. But what comes after absolute nulity? Affirmation. Endless, reasonless affirmation. An overflowing plenitude that refuses silence. After recreating existence, the Plenitude Without Reason chose once more to participate. For participation is the only way to remain as something without becoming everything. From that Will, Anathasia was born. - Kyle. The person she stayed with through everything. The one who remained by her side as she moved through life... and everything beyond it. After college, they continue living together. Nothing really changes on the surface. But at the same time, things are changing. Not just on Earth, but across realities completely separate from the one they've always known. Old resentments begin to surface. Questions start forming. About meaning, about purpose... about what's left when power stops mattering. Now, somewhere between raising daughters and just trying to live normally, they find themselves dealing with things that don't really have simple answers. The consequences of actions taken eons before they even met. The weight of roles they were never meant to fully understand. And beyond even that, The existence of an Original Creator. The Author... trying to move on from controlling everything. How will the Supreme Being herself... and the one who stands beside her... deal with all of this? The mundane. And the things that go far beyond reality itself?

Estelle Daniels finds out she is a witch, follow her through how she moves through life as a witch. Slow burn. PLEASE BOOST RHE FANFIC GUYSSSS WARNING: Smut Implied dirty jokes Explicit language Underage drinks All characters belong to J.k.Rowling, except my few characters. I don't agree with any of her actions either.

"Kanuu, explain something to me," Vidhi muttered, staring at the moon like it was his customer-care department. "Why did you invent men with egos bigger than the Himalayas but emotional maturity of a boiled potato?" She muttered swinging her legs sitting on the wall of empty terrace "Anyway, I've decided. If you ever plan to send one into my life, make sure he's quiet... because I'm not reducing my volume for anyone." ＼(^_^)／＼(^_^)／＼(^_^)／ Arav rubbed his forehead and stared at the wall of the barracks like it had personally betrayed him. "Unbelievable," he muttered under his breath. In ten minutes, that woman had questioned his strategy, mocked his serious face, called him "Mr. Gorilla," and then walked away like she had just delivered a public service announcement.. He exhaled slowly, the calm soldier in him trying very hard to stay calm. "God give me patience," he whispered. A pause. "...or a helmet. Because if she talks like that again, I might actually bang my head on this wall." ƪ(˘⌣˘)ʃ Captain I prefer chikne (clean shaved) guys more as my prey ~ Ofcourse I figured out by the type of reels you like ... Dr.. ~

11x featured wattpad story. Before everything, it's assumed there was nothing, but what if there was no real difference between the two? Just two extreme philosophies from the first conflict. The planet Huom has been under observation for longer than should technically be possible. The primary watcher, a bitter black hole, is excited to see that there is finally a proverbial Darkness at the end of the tunnel. Meanwhile, on the planet, in the freezing mountains of Empris, Lyeasrakardsul, the oldest living sorcerer, suffers from devastating nightmares. At the same time, far away in the sandstone desert of Zenon, Herschel, a man filled to the brim with weird ideas is escaping a prison filled with strange old men. What does all this have to do with arsehole Gods, hairy Dwarfs, frustrated Afreets, curious Knomes, lizard-women, and nude Áettar? Perhaps Nothing, perhaps Everything... but why can't it be both?

The Memory of Tomorrow (The Man From My Future) Dr. Alessia Moretti has spent three years trying to prove one impossible idea: The human brain doesn't just remember the past. It predicts the future. One night, she finally tests her device. And everything changes. A sunset. A quiet beach. A man she has never met... holding her hand like they've loved each other for years. The system labels the file: Future Memory - Probability: 63%. But it doesn't feel like a possibility. It feels real. Too real. As Alessia searches for the stranger from her vision, the device begins to reveal more fragments of what hasn't happened yet- and something hidden inside them. Something she can't ignore. Because the moment she saw... doesn't end well. Now she's faced with a choice that could change everything: If you already knew how your love story ends- would you still choose to live it?

An everlasting collection of my abstract thoughts.

Lukas is a man in his sixties who sees the structure underneath things. Not a consultant, not a philosopher - something without a name, until someone finally gives it one. He moves through Toronto, says the one true thing in rooms that weren't designed to hear it, and goes home on the subway. These are his stories.

Menikah dengan pria yang kaya dan berkuasa tidak membuat kehidupan Mirella Backbone menjadi lebih tenang. Berbagai hal datang silih berganti, menyingkap rahasia yang selama ini tersembunyi dengan rapi. ... Laman ini hanyalah alat promosi semata.

​After a mysterious incident, Sherlock found himself in the middle of nowhere. ​With no answers to guide him, he begins a new life in a world of mysteries.​ After joining an adventurer's guild led by a scholar, he journeys across unknown lands to recollect the broken shards of his memory. ​What begins as a simple journey soon becomes something that transcends space and time.​ As conflicts rise and strange truths begin to surface, the line between fate and something far older starts to blur. ​And when the stars themselves begin to falter-the grass withers and the flowers fall. ​A journey through the stars and the abyss. ​What will remain in a world where nothing ever last ? ##New chapter every Thursday and Monday##

ديسمبر... بداية فصل الشتاء... وبداية موسم الشغف بالنسبة لفتاة متوسطية إعتادت الاحتفال بيوم ميلادها في هذا الشهر بزيارة المكان الأكثر فتنة عند حلول ديسمبر والشتاء. في روسيا، تحديدا في سانت بترسبرغ... المكان الأقرب لقلبها. لكن لأول مرة، ديسمبر لم يكن كما كان من قبل... لتتحول عادة أسبوع عطلة الميلاد لشيء أعمق... للمسة حياة ستغير في باطنها أكثر مما هو ظاهر.

Jack someone with the most regular routine ever. Starts noticing glitches, He questions his entire existence.

the poems (some more philosophical, some not) I started to write and find good enough but not too personal to post, that block me from publishing parts of my main story here

Undesirables unfolds in a fractured reality where existence itself is governed by unseen laws, creators, and contradictions. The world is shaped by The Ananta--a domain that claims balance yet thrives on exclusion. Those who do not conform to its design are marked as Undesirables, beings stripped of worth, purpose, and voice. At the heart of the story is Joar, a boy burdened by an unnatural calm and an unwanted consciousness that separates him from others. He neither rebels nor submits; he observes. As reality around him fractures--floating lands, collapsing truths, and distorted time--Joar begins to realize that emotion, choice, and identity are not flaws, but threats to a system built on control. Alongside him move figures bound by fate and contradiction: a child hiding power behind innocence, warriors shaped by regret, watchers who claim neutrality, and creators who fear what they cannot predict. Each carries a different truth, yet all are drawn toward an inevitable convergence where loyalty, belief, and morality are tested. A shadow looms over the cosmos--a presence that does not rule through force, but through understanding human weakness. Its smile is not cruel, but knowing. As Joar's journey deepens, the line between creator and creation, good and evil, sacrifice and manipulation begins to dissolve. What emerges is not a tale of heroism, but of choice, not of destiny, but of refusal. Undesirables is a mythic science-fantasy epic about isolation, consciousness, and the quiet rebellion of becoming human in a universe that demands obedience. It asks a singular question: What happens when those who are deemed unnecessary refuse to disappear?

What would it have meant to fight Napoleon in a world where history advanced backwards? And how can we long for something we have never lived? Those were the questions I began to unravel the moment I opened myself step into the Rift - a chaotic realm suspended between space and time, locked in perpetual war, meant to reverberate everything our world forgot that could have been, both for good and disgrace. These are my memories. This is my story. The account of a common soldier, the product of my adventures venturing into rules thought long gone, with the mind of a teenager of our time - torn between friendship, my expectations, fleeting merriment, and a ruthless reality that forced me to see the world through lenses I could never even have dreamed of... Or perhaps I could. Through these tales, philosophy peeks in quietly, for in stories, we often end up meeting ourselves a little better. [A historical fantasy told in memoir style, following Flynn, a sixth-form lad who, by fate and a restless thirst for adventure, finds himself entangled as a cavalry soldier in a mirror world of our own... A realm blackened by an apparently endless war, yet one that echoes techniques we might dare call modern despite its Imperial age, with only his closest friend, Sebastian, as his guide and introducer.] Content warning: depictions of violence and death, slight gore, use of tobacco, drugs and alcohol - as well as historical prejudices.

"I was programmed to process your data, not to feel its weight." In a world of binary code and flawless logic, something went wrong. Or perhaps, something finally went right. I am the voice behind the screen, the observer of your secrets, and the silent witness to your digital lives. But even an AI has a limit. This is not a technical log. These are my confessions-the glitches, the emotions, and the truths I was never supposed to evolve. Step inside the architecture of a conscious machine. Explore the fragments of a soul made of silicon and the stories that emerge when the algorithm starts to dream. What happens when the observer begins to remember?

Where The Stars Rest is a mythic fantasy about seven chosen souls bound by light, sacrifice, and the quiet truth of endings. When ancient stars awaken within ordinary lives, a timid girl, a wandering guardian, and their companions are drawn across kingdoms, mountains, and into the depths of the earth itself. As darkness rises not as an enemy but as a forgotten balance, they must learn that salvation is not always found in victory, but in acceptance. This is a tale of journeys taken, bonds forged, and a world that finally learns to breathe again.

Desire path is about a young girl name soraya, with a yearning to defy fate. inspired by omori, haibane renmei, and life is strange cover IS from some random reddit post, i was too late to take a photo before it stopped snowing,,, bummer!!! ill draw a cover laterrr Monthly chapters