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The AlgorithmA Story by Veer GillThis approx. 2,000 word short fiction is a decisive attempt to dive deep into our perspective and the sense-of-self with which we interact with the wo.. |
Still meA Poem by Laura KateSomething I often asked myselfwas if this personof minewas still me.Still me.What a funny question to ask yourself.And from who exactly,was I hopingto.. |
Wandering and WonderingA Poem by Laura KateI wonder how many other people wander aroundwith nowhere to golike I do. I’m almost certain that every single one ofthemhas somewhereto be or so.. |
The Religious DebtA Story by Abishai100The idealistic Alas learns about personal religious missions and must confront the philosophical complications presented by adversarial characters and.. |
Trying not to tryA Poem by Laura KateThe waiting was trying.Even the trying not towait had its challenges.Trying not to try was thereally difficult one. Waiting for the time thatyou ought.. |
MagicA Chapter by Jostein KasseMagicPosted to Twitter on the 4th of February, 2019.Madonna’s post to Twitter on the 7th of February, 2019. |
my shoelaces got caught in a street puddle, and th..A Poem by J. B.This poem is a unique twist of perspective and word play. Perspective: you, the onlooker, the subject; I want the reader to ponder what they read, inc.. |
DilutedA Poem by ApollosContemplating the negative emotions that ail us and the redemption found in a relationship with God through Jesus Christ. |
It doesn't matterA Story by VinCheck with yourself |
Reflections on the CatechismA Story by Aloysha Giane VitoReflection on the "Ways of coming to Know God" in the Roman Catholic Catechism |
All That RemainsA Story by Con CampbellThis short story explores the regrets of an unnamed protagonist and his struggle to come to terms with the loss of his wife in a post apocalyptic worl.. |
in all it's gloryA Story by Generic UserThis is a reinterpretation of Hozier's 'Would That I'. A story about weeping willows, sweet music, and the suppressed thrill of destruction. |
That First MorningA Poem by Laura KateWhat was it like that first morning did you forget what had happenedthe day beforewere you expecting to find meright where I usually lay?did you wan.. |
PhilosophyA Poem by Darrell LandstromAt the soft orchid's early breath, I trailed the yawn of this world entire To the stone seat of soundless death, And swelled on wisdom and formless.. |
The Labyrinth of Falling OlivesA Poem by Darrell LandstromFrom time alone is man defined As the diffused flash of a holy duality. Brother to ripe olives, a likeness of reality, Lucid in face, yet mortall.. |
She was wrongA Poem by avishkar1920Neither the Rose ever said that it was the symbol of LOVE nor there was a need to compare this LOVE with the vastness of the universe The darkness .. |
A Chain of GoldA Poem by Laura KateOur chain is goldenluminous glints run through meparallel to the metallic gleamsrunning through you sy m|m etry with its single knotted endkeep.. |