《Philosophers corner》Philosophers? Pish-Posh
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Thinker
Thinking of this in the shower, what does the modern philosopher lack? What can they achieve in the modern world run by money and greed and somehow love. I’m sure the philosophers of let’s say Rome and Greece era heads. They must’ve thought that same thing; what the fuck can they come up with to help and they came up short handed I’m sure. If a -cles comes to our realm of smart phones what the fuck do you think they’d be doing all day? Watching goddamn YouTube shorts and TikToks and motherfucker’s in his undies with Cheetos what’s he ponderin’ for? What?! Nothing! Absolutely no reason in his head just watching and be amazed at the love and idiocy world wide.
I love being reminded that I’m taking life for granted because I don’t feel fulfilled. At least we’re here and connected but not fully. Maybe that’s the goal, connect us all and grow together. That’d be neato.
I feel as if I’m lying to myself, the moments I ponder on what a thinker is I’m not sure my process is aligned with a problem solver. When I think of something to DO I just plan it out by vividly imagining what it’s going to look like, and then I make the first step and generally fall into the pits of disappointment. However, I expect the pitfalls and just roll with the punches reality sought to bring into my sight. So really I feel like I’m a bumbling idiot that just stares at the wall a little too long sometimes. I’d like to imagine I’ve the mindset of yonder and just philosophers, but am I just an idiot too? Is that lofty assumption even sought for, looked fondly as and treated well in the modern era? I see the memes and the jokes on the subject and it’s widely differing and hilarious.
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I’d like to imagine the thought seekers and undiagnosed DID patients in the world are out there swimming, freely, they’ll have wings and be in the clouds or something. Like a free range pasture. For thick headed, self depreciating, dummyheads. So I’ll be gladly forwarding my resume.
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Old Riding Author Lunatic Asylum
Just off the A19, in the dark, incomprehensible lands known as Yorkshire, there lies a town. A town where shadow-silent alleys glint with the secret hunger of knives. Where blood soaks the chipboard window shutters of forsaken terraces stretching off into the night. Where the smog-choked air rattles with the depraved laughter echoing out from clubs that can only generously be described as post-apocalyptic. Well, that’s Middlesbrough. But down the A19 a bit (an impossibly long way down, actually) there lies another town: Raughnen, in the ancient, forgotten Old Riding. It is an equal match in muggery and thuggery alike. It also has magic spells and pointy wizard hats. And now, across the miles and across all sensibilities, a pretty nasty power (a magic one) calls out for its pretty nasty counterpart (a decidedly unmagic one): a proper sound Boro lad. Nothing good can come of it. This is a collection of one novella and four connected short stories: I. A Yorkshire Summoning II. Old Riding Day Trip (the novella) III. Heaven is a Parmo IV. Death on the 66 V. Death on the 257 In total, this comprises 34 chapters totalling around 35,000 words, so try not to worry. It will be over relatively quickly. There are three more short stories with more tenuous links to the core collection: Rush, Paper Round and Scenario 79: Sausage Fingers, all of which can be found in my collection Short Records of Misadventure. Reading these may allow you to make more sense of certain parts of the story, if any sense is to be made at all. NOTE: There are instances of prejudice and discrimination within these stories, including elements of sexism and ageism, which are purely the thoughts and actions of the characters involved and which certainly do not reflect my own views on these matters. ANOTHER NOTE; A WARNING, PERHAPS: This can get a bit weird. In less than 150 pages, we have four viewpoints, first and third person narratives, and a completely disjointed plot with lots of gaps, dead ends and no real resolution. Also ZERO lunatic asylums. It's all a bit odd. If that sort of thing isn't your cup of tea, which it most likely isn't, it might be best to move on now.
8 190The pale dungeon (dropped)
Dungeons: environments rich in magic and rare creatures. It could be said that a dungeon is alive and somewhat sentient. It can aid the creatures within itself and order them around to some degree. The creatures and plants within a dungeon determines its intelligence and power. Most dungeons alter its inhabitants to achive greater power and intelligence as they evolve, but some have the ability to claim creatures from the outside that find their way into the dungeon if the right conditions are met. So what happens when a young werewolf lands in its grasp?
8 135Black Ash
The Black Ash is an ancient relic, an evil beyond all human imagination and means. In the fifth century, with Rome and its empire in collapse, the Church secreted the Ash to Ireland for safekeeping. In time rumor and legend faded, it was all but forgotten. Over the centuries, however, its menace never subsided, and there remained those with dark ambitions who sought it. It was all but inevitable that one day the Ash would rise again. At that time, a few unlikely strangers would step forward and fight for the very future of mankind.
8 87The Changing Era [A Post-Apocalypse Progression LitRPG]
20 years ago, a monster outbreak changed the world. Billions of humans perished. Stronghold cities with advanced technology alone prospered, leaving the rest of humanity to fend for themselves in small remnants of “civilization.” In this cruel, new world, Reina Romane just wants to get through high school and live a normal life with her friends. But there is a dark conspiracy in the works: an organization that wishes to create a global utopia by wiping out the current world order. They will stop at nothing to achieve this, even erasing humanity. Reina must join forces with unlikely allies if her world is to have any chance of survival.
8 163Eve's Guide to Ghost Removal
Eve isn’t interested in anything remotely spooky -- especially not that Paranormal Bullshit. She’s had enough of that already, thank you very much, and now that she’s on her own in a new town, all she wants is to be left alone. She just wants to study the Blackwater Henges, do her job, and have absolutely nothing to do with other people’s problems. Unfortunately, the town of Blackwood seems to have other plans: Eve's new apartment seems haunted, a missing girl is all anyone in town will talk about, and Eve draws perilously closer to getting dragged into people's problems. So much for living a life unbothered by Paranormal Bullshit. Eve is nothing if not stubborn, though. If Paranormal Bullshit wants to drag her into something, she’s going to make it regret that decision.
8 98I Can Make You Smile (David x Reader)// CAMP CAMP
David approached the new counselor, (Y/N) with a welcoming smile. "Welcome to camp campbell!" He smiled. (Y/N) smiled nervously, giving a small wave to the man. "Yeah, welcome to this shithole." A boy with a blue hoodie mumbled. (Y/N) smirked slightly, "So I guess you'll be a hard one." "Yep, bitch." "Brat."David's smile faltered slightly. "Oh, boy." He chuckled.//Hi, Welcome to my David x reader! You're name is (Y/N) correct? Sorry to inform you, but you're a spy! A spy who lives in a family of spies where everyone expects you to do your job! Especially your father! You're job is to hunt down Cameron Campbell! Working as a camp counselor at a camp in order to get information on this mysterious gambling man, You meet a man named David, one that you fall for and refuse to admit for the reasoning of investigation distractions. So?What will it be? Betray your crush, David by turning in his father figure to the police to gain respect from your father? OrBetray your father and quit your family lined job in order to keep your relationship with who you call your true love?
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