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In the XXI century, â€œGodâ€ remains an unknown value to humans. Although â€œGodâ€ is the fundamental value in this world, as he is the Creator of all. A modern human cannot accept the idea of the existence of â€œGodâ€ due to lack of evidence that â€œGodâ€...
By Arturon Gillespie
I have been diagnosed as having borderline dementia. I refuse to give in to this problem, but I may be left with no choice in the end.
Poetry | Updated Jul 2, 2014 | Reads: 10 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
A fantasy story about an ex soldier who may or may not have been driven to madness...
Stories are passed down generation to generation,becoming a legend for all time.
this story is rather non fiction and fiction. iconnected the fiction to the half non fiction.
Render conceived glimmer chord splashed,
utmost inflame and outburst,
burst into fire of gaiety-
By Don George
I was going through my writings, again, and found these notes
By Vishal Arora
A homeopathic doctor...a psychological upheaval...family issue..this story tries to mix all this up in a background of commenting over the efficacy n legitimacy of Homeopathy....
taken from my book,
The first poem I ever wrote when I was about 13.
Similarities, dissimilarities, categorization, and particularization emerge from logi with their negations. Embedded in the set of differences out of which a particular arises, we find negation. Billig describes this condition, in the context of the rhetoric of argumentation, when he says:...
This is the first chapter of my non-fiction short story entitled: Having Fun With Being What Is Not While Not Being What Is. I think it will be around 15 chapters, short chapters, all relating to the title of the story. Actually, itâ€™s the best part of my MA thesis that I wrote back in the...
I spent time living on the beaches in Hawaii when I was young. I did a lot of thinking back then. Hereâ€™s the first of a couple of journal entries from those times, times that were, for me, interesting if not always pleasant.
The poem narrates the inner feeling of man in love for the first time. His mind is contaminated by the fantasies so intense leaving all duties and responsibilities behind, and he thinks for a while to get rid of fantasies he should somehow kill her to escape and involve in reality.
The start of a new collection about weather and its relation to the psyche. Since it's raining outside and I'm stuck inside, I came up with this.
Poetry | Updated Jun 7, 2009 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 5