Perceptions 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

The masks. The tears. The lies. The fear. Venice, the city floating on water. The city of the masks. Everyone hides their face, their feelings...themselves. Nobody is quite how they appear...or are they? Marco D'Este, a boy of class, walks the streets with his head heald high. Lena Foscari, a girl, a commoner, a dreamer. Paolo Bianchi, a man driven mad by the need for sanity. For safety. Something stirs in the water, the canals. Something that has been drowned for far too long, something big. But what? Things start to go wrong with the people disappearing. The people in cloaks and masks. But in a city of deception - how does one tell who is good...and who is bad?

The mere nature of something can be changed by how we perceive it. (Continuation of Battle at Midnight)

As a child I was chirpy, naughty and full of love and laughter. I was slender and I was very thin when compared to other kids of my age. People always would complain why is your daughter so thin and weak and that do you (my parents) eat all the food of her share too. Funny right?

Weekend Write-In for 5 January 2018 "love": In 500 words, tell what happens when there is love

"Recueille" de poème. Les thèmes de l'amour ( dans toute ses versions), la perception de soi, les sens, la nature et autre sont évoqués et décrit avec les mots les plus juste possible.