Change, the human nature

So, it’s like being on the doorway of my journey through metaphysics and discussing the primitive issues of life. It’s like me being at the end of a castle shouting aloud hoping to get a response from you or my own voice echoing back to me.  Through careful consideration, I have most unexpectedly developed the... Continue Reading →

How can we define us as a “being”

The child's awakening intellectual activity must have proceeded from the simplest, easiest, most superficial of all concepts, to fuller, clearer, and more determinate concepts, i.e. from the vague and confused notion of "being" or "thing" to notions of definite modes of being, or kinds of thing.

Slenderman kills

The victim was able to crawl from the woods, where she had been left, to reach a roadside. A passing cyclist intervened, and the victim survived the attack. Both female attackers have been diagnosed with mental illnesses but have also been charged as adults and are each facing up to 65 years in prison. One of the girls reportedly said Slender Man watches her, can read minds, and could teleport.


The protagonist, James Patterson, is travelling in Transylvania after losing in the Olympic fencing event being held in Sweden. James is on his way to the wedding of his sister, Rebecca, at Castle Malachi, where she is to be wed to the son of the wealthy Romanian Count.


I wasn't capable of walking anymore, with the help of the marked trees luckily found, we reached out to marshal, he was the one who should be credited to save our lives. Marshal took us to the hospital, it took us months to recover from our injuries. Meanwhile police discovered all about the smuggling fact... Continue Reading →

Chapter 8

Is This The End ? It was the first time in my whole life when I saw 100’s of dead bodies together. Everyone present there was busy, people sealing and unsealing bodies, sealing and unsealing packets, and filling them with white powder. Yes, it was drugs. 1000’s of kilos of drugs, worth of billions, in... Continue Reading →

Chapter 7

Science of Deduction Though it looked silly, but I didn’t considered it a waste of time. I created patterns out of the diary incidents. Everyone has seen a skeleton at the entrance including me. The same skeleton is impossible to be at the same place for all these years. As the presence of a human... Continue Reading →

Chapter 6

Someone is Here As the struggle continued, the man punched me on my face, the lady just managed to break his legs and throw him to the ground. Yes, there was a man, who saw us while we found a big hall near the western wing, he followed us , terrible things happened and he... Continue Reading →

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