Perception Stories

Wavy Visceral - 𝓡𝓪𝓷𝓮𝓼𝓼𝓪 ‎ ‎ ‎Having a wavy pattern related to deep feelings. Perchance, 'tis arduous or not. Sonder and Perspicacity of a human-being. ‎ ‎This is a book where I write my poems, thoughts, quotes, & perceptions. However, I'm glad and grateful for sharing this as I continue writing for more as I keep. ‎'Tis verily splended. My time is worth it. Aye, I shall conjure with new things in this world. Thou Valor is pleasantly heart. ‎ ‎As you can see, I'm using mere words sometimes archaic which is an old language of nobility (Medieval posh). ‎ ‎I'll make sure thee grasp the vocabulary I used in here. The aplomb that comest as we thinks aren't the same as ere. however, now let me share the perceptions, quotes ,thoughts, & poems I've made. ‎ ‎Thou art not alone in this journey, and a brighter morrow doth await. ‎ ‎𝓡𝓪𝓷𝓮𝓼𝓼𝓪 - the writer but a normal human-being. ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎

Not all relationships will succeed. Some will, some won't, and that's life. But does this one lead to tragedy or bright light?

People are complicated. But, are they? "The kindest hearts have felt the most pain. The brightest smiles often hide the deepest sadness. The prettiest eyes have cried the most tears." - Unknown Everyone has a role they're known for. This is about the ones who are never asked what it costs them to keep playing it.

❗COLLECTION OF POEMS AND OTHER STORIES I SCRIBBLED ❗ "Thou scribe setting my writings free. Free from their master's captivity. From captivity to Nirvana and jubilee. Jubilee of flying writings towards the sea. When rivers dearth and flowers wither, Evanescent my chronicles be. The inscriptions of mine you have scribbled. You let them endure and reach perpetuity."

A lot goes on in a person's mind, this is what happens in mine. Welcome.

Young Dianne Alvarez gets raped by an unknown man and gets pregnant. That causes her fiance to call off their wedding Dianne's father wants her to abord the baby so as to benefit his reputation as the mayor. But Dianne refuses and sets out to leave on her own

Sara Dey, a poet has just received the noble prize but wonders what she really is. Take time to read this short story and ponder about it later on. INSPIRATION: Bahwat Geeta

Ephemeris (Fem) lives in a world clearly divided into the privilege and the neglected. Fem is a Fracid living in a deprived demense. Despite being cautioned against it, Fem is compelled to help a Hopeful girl. Hopefuls have lives of indulgence. Dependence on the drug Hebetate conditions their belief in possessing Talents such as being able to fly. Fem's intervention leads her to understand the true power of Hebetate. She had been accidentally exposed to a high dose and all her experiences and revelations have been the result of this. Fem realises their world is founded on ruthless population control.

Collections of poems throughout the time of high school. They were primarily written without any structure or rules. Those poems are very close to me. Each highlights the lows and highs of individual life and the perception of others and themselves. Problematic might be that the context is unknown, and since it's that way, I would like to warn you of the possible rude or explicit words used. This is a careful requirement for anyone who would like to read something from a quiet girl you don't know anything about. And that is how - the quiet girls - deal with the problematic riddle of morality. Love, Bara

~poem 6

Detective Jessie Burke built her career by noticing what other investigators overlook. A former crime scene photographer, she still reads rooms like images-tracking alignment, reflection, and what's missing from the frame. When she and her partner respond to an apparent accidental death in the coastal town of Breaker Point, the house doesn't read like a fall: a dining table set for two, wine poured into untouched glasses, a banister wiped clean in a single strip, and the outline of something taped beneath the table and removed before police arrived. Then photographs of the scene begin appearing in Jessie's mailbox-images taken before officers entered the house, each revealing details she didn't register the first time. As more staged murders follow, Jessie realizes the crimes aren't connected by victims or motive but by visual structure, deliberate composition, and the controlled erasure of evidence. The killer isn't leaving clues so much as building puzzles meant for her to solve, and he knows about the one photograph Jessie misread years ago-the case she never quite understood. To stop him, Jessie must question the way she sees and confront the mistake that shaped her career, before the final image arrives and she realizes she was always meant to be part of the frame.

Sufniszavak darabokban

Compilation of Poems

An essay on love, nature, remembrance, perception, and existence itself!!! Oooooooooo I'm pretty proud of this one. Lmk what you all think? Always working improve.

You know you're in love when you can't fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams. ~Dr. Seuss A collection of dreamy and romantic poems about the red and pink toned feeling. The feeling we crave for and sometimes despise. ~LOVE~ "Love is torture, But a treasure, Even if it's pain. It may lead to insanity, But it keeps us all sane." (Chapter 1) {Timeline} Date of publication: March 2017 Date of completion: March 2020

Clara Rune notices things other people don't. After a late shift in retail, a night journey across South London begins to fracture in subtle, unsettling ways. Streets slip. Buildings misalign. History leaks through the present. Parallax is a contemporary speculative novella about perception, systems, memory, and the quiet pressure of modern urban life, where reality does not break all at once, but reconfigures itself just enough for one person to notice. Some places remember more than they should.

n "Echoes of Time: Whispers from the Forest", we follow the story of Shiho Ame, a lonely ghost trapped in the depths of the forest, and Yuho, a blind and deaf child who discovers a newfound joy for life as she explores the beauty of the world around her. Through the eyes of these two vastly different characters, we see the contrast between the perspectives of the old and the young, and how time can shape one's perception of the world. Ame's view of the forest is one of desolation and loneliness, a stark contrast to Yuho's awe-inspiring and positive outlook on life. As the two spend more time together, Ame begins to see the beauty of the world through Yuho's eyes, and the possibility of companionship in his otherwise lonely existence. With the contrast of the somber and melancholic view of Ame and the joyful and curious outlook of Yuho, "Echoes of Time: Whispers from the Forest" takes the reader on a journey of self-discovery, friendship, and the enduring nature of hope.

️️ ️️️️ ️️ The things I write they can't truly see ️️ ️️ ️️️️ ️️ ️️️️ ️️ ️️️️ ️️ ️️️️ ️️️️ ️️ So I compose poems for only me ️️️️ ️️ ️️️️ ️️ ️️️️ ️️ ️️ ️️️️ ️️ It's all part of my therapy If I don't do this, I'll lose myself to everything and everything and everything. ️️ ️️ ️️️️ ️️ ️️️️ ️️ ️️️️ ️️ ️️️️ ️️ ️️️️ ️️ ️️️️ ️️ ️️️️ ️️ ️️️️ ️️️️ ️️ ️️️️ ️️ ️️️️ ️️ ️️️️ ️️ ️️ ️️️️ ️️️️ ️️ ️️ ️️️️ ️️ ️️~vïdóle~

the evil that lurks beneath. Reubens had lost a finger, cypress too for breaking the axis code. Damon had sold the world, his intention for ensnaring cypress had been revealed to all of the axis state, now wiped out. vizudek through Damon's careful plotting, all done through vizu servers collaborating with violet, a close companion of the secretary of state. No longer having any use for cypress, he simply just 'disappears' leaving behind a death certificate placed on cypress's desk. together with a post it note and a winking emoji. His secret code, no one questions a smiley face, or a wink here or there, it's completely innocent and kind in most people's eyes. But cypress knows. it's a sign he is still living and breathing somewhere, his dream had always been to take over the world.

Life and death are about choices. Moving from one to the other is also a choice. Here is how I made mine.