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.

What if the greatest barrier to human progress is not oppression from above, but conformity from within? Social Segregation is a provocative philosophical work about how people are shaped by society long before they can think for themselves - and how inherited beliefs, fear, imitation, and collective inertia keep civilizations trapped in repeating the same patterns. Moving through history, culture, and social theory, the book explores why societies formed as a "common pot" tend to reproduce mediocrity, why the majority is not always socially useful, and why real progress may require a new kind of separation - not by race, wealth, or birth, but by values, responsibility, and social usefulness. This is not a conventional story, but a speculative and confrontational journey into the possible future of humanity.

If It Stops Raining is a compilation of stories that reflects different experiences in life and the impact that leaves; every story begs for the rain to stop only for it to hail, and it never stops. "There are suddenly chains caging my heart as if something wrong happened, and they gripped onto my heart until it bled, and even my subconscious cried."

My Letter to the Unfairness of This World is a reflective and emotional poem that speaks directly to the world, questioning the imbalance between beauty and suffering. Through honest thoughts and deep curiosity, Isaac Essien explores injustice, human responsibility, and the search for meaning-ending with a quiet but powerful hope for change, beginning from within.

After the primordial conflicts, Aeoneth-the embodiment of Time itself-chose to descend into the fragile existence of mortals. In a world where every life is measured and every ending is certain, Time herself breaks her own nature to remain beside a single fleeting soul.

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.

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

In the heart of sterile Tokyo, behind walls of matte concrete, lies "Cloud Piercer"-a place where death has been transformed into a flawless art form. Here, there is no pain; only nitrogen silence, the scent of sandalwood, and the icy composure of its director, Leo Kamisato. British journalist Zoe Damaru arrives in Japan to expose this "death assembly line" and uncover its dark ties to the Yakuza. But once inside Sector A, she loses her professional distance. Who is Leo, really: a merciful guide, a high-tech executioner, or the Empire's last kaishakunin? When Zoe's camera captures evidence linking elite euthanasia to criminal clans, she is forced to make a choice: destroy Kamisato's empire or become his "shadow"-the keeper of a secret that weighs heavier than lead.

A Story Begin When A School At The Brink Of Being Closed Somehow Recruit A Man Called Althur Without Clear Background Of Teaching To Be Put In The Worst Class In The School,How Would He Be Able To Make It Till The End?

In a world that rarely slows down long enough to listen, truth does not disappear-it grows quiet. The Quiet Flame is an ongoing collection of reflections inspired by the ancient path of Zoroastrianism-where every thought, every word, and every action carries weight. What began as a series of daily meditations continues to grow, drawing from lived experience as well as the enduring voice of the Gathas-ancient words that speak of truth, choice, and the responsibility carried by every human soul. These are not loud declarations or easy answers. They are small, steady reminders: A choice made in silence. A word spoken with care. A moment where light is kept alive instead of surrendered. This is not a book of instruction or belief, but a collection of reflections shaped by ancient ideas and lived experience. These pages offer no system to follow-only a fire to sit beside. This is not a finished work. It is a living one-meant to be returned to, added to, and carried forward. The flame does not end. It is kept.

Not every child runs toward the world. Some watch it. Aarav was never the loudest in the room. He did not fight for attention, nor did he try to be seen. While others spoke, he observed. While others reacted, he understood. But in a world that rewards noise, what happens to the one who chooses silence? This is not just a story. It is a deep psychological journey into the mind of an introvert-where observation becomes strength, silence becomes depth, and being different becomes a quiet power. If you have ever felt unseen, unheard, or simply different- you will find yourself in these pages.

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

​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##