Reflexiones Sobre Vida Novels & Stories

I suddenly begin to hear the voices that makeup silence as I walk into the room. I suddenly understand how light could transfigure into darkness in just a blink of an eye. I suddenly understand how one second is enough to destroy years of hard work. I suddenly understand that death has always been lurking in the shadows. Awaiting the perfect time to steal life. I suddenly understand the fact that life is not defined by the existence of oxygen alone as in this very moment I am living yet dead. I now understand what it means to have your life yet the same life be dependent on the survival of another.

He acted as if I would run away if he were to leave me alone. Life is a useless passion, an exciting journey of a mammal in survival mode. Each day is a miracle, a blessing unexplored and the more you immerse yourself in light, the less you will feel the darkness. There is more to life than nothingness. And cynicism. And nihilism. And selfishness. And glorious isolation. Be selfish with yourself, but live your life through your immortal acts, acts that engrain your legacy onto humanity. Transcend your fears and follow yourself into the void instead of letting yourself get eaten up by entropy and decay. Freedom is being yourself without permission. Be soft and leave a lasting impression on ev

She gave me a tired look. “ That is why we are craving for a home. I use to think we're existing because we are here to live and die later. But I realized, living while dying is possible. No one seems to understand us the way we understand ourselves. It's crazy to think we can give comforts to others we wish we could give to ourselves.”

"And thank you. Thank you so much." "Yes. But that's not all. You'll need to come to my office to discuss some nuances," the lawyer said and with that, Adelard just left the house. Death always opens our eyes to the truth. Death always makes us think. And along with the eternal problem of time, or rather the past, death makes us ask questions about the right way to live so that we don't regret anything. But sometimes, death takes away all the questions and only pure memories remain and you realize that you are left in them. Some people never come back from those memories. They live on with the one who died. Life flies by at the speed of light, but no one cares. And sometimes, death changes a

Valerie Hernandez Deciding something is not easy. Especially when we decide something in our life. One wrong move, our life will be a mess. We eventually will hate ourselves and kept asking ourselves why did I decided to do that? Before we decide something that will make a change in our life, we need to contemplate and think through it. We just don’t act impulsively, however I did, and I don’t know if I regret it or not. "Earth to Valerie, are you with me?" I blinked my eyes a couple of times. "Yeah, I’m here."

The kind that does not go away just because you ignore it. My life is becoming more like a documentary,i flinch boring and hectic

And now, we must learn to live with the broken reflection. ---

I said still wondering about it all. Niklaus nodded thoughtfully, his expression empathetic. "I like that idea," he said. "The notion that life is a series of lessons to be learned and that we keep working through them until we get it right. It's a comforting thought, isn't it? The idea that our loved ones are moving on to the next level, so to speak." He paused, his eyes gazing out at the stars beginning to twinkle above. "I've always believed that there's something more out there, something beyond this life. Maybe it's a different dimension or a different plane of existence. But I like to think that it's something beautiful, something worth striving for." He turned back to me, his voice fi

Sometimes, life hits so hard that, it feels like you are being fucked up by the life. Some situations are too messy, complicated and strangely suffocating that you might never know how to overcome it. Sometimes standing before the mirror, staring at your own reflection, asking yourself, " What did you actually do in your life?" If you are a good child who listens to your parents but somehow fucked up with your life, You will ask the same question " What did you do with your life? What did you do to end up like this?"

Wolf: “She must care about her family and try to protect it.” Lucifer: “What’s the point? What can she get out of it?” Wolf: “Living in different kinds of life, people tend to have their own opinion about everything. It’s hard to judge others by your standards because what we really care about is different. Maybe you think that woman is painful, but in reality it is difficult yet happy for her.” Looking at the words on the screen, I burst into laughter. ‘Maybe I was overthinking it. Why was I still worried about such a thing after experiencing death?’