Stories tagged “reason”

  • Souls of Rainbows

    I don’t believe that everything happens for a reason. I don’t believe in fate, I don’t believe in destiny. I don’t believe that things are planned out in advance, and I don’t believe that we’re in control of anything...

    • Author: wytherwings
    • Posted almost 3 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5

  • Why The Drive-Thru Was Invented

    I walked into the bar, Katie was sipping a Cola. She doesn’t drink. “Katie?” It was quiet, my voice, I didn’t realize how small it was. My jacket felt heavy, like it would at any moment knock me down. I was numb and small. Every...

  • The Passion That Overcame Reason

    The first day of Summer was uncomfortably sticky, drenching the courtroom in sweat. The judge’s bald head would have been shining, even in the dimly lit room, if it weren’t for his elaborate wig. “The jury has come to a verdict,”...

  • I Learned it the Hard Way

    Love. It’s really beautiful isn’t it. It’s just real. It may not have very much reason, but when you feel it things seem to make a lot more sense. It can make things feel so close to perfect, you can forget what it’s like to be ...

  • Defiance and Lack of Reason

    “I lo…” He tried to force the words out but amidst the gale they were lost. To be honest, they were weak to begin with, his lungs struggling in their frailty against the already clawing effects of exposure. Again he tried to call out,...

    • Author: THX 0477
    • Posted about 2 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5

  • Wonder

    It makes you wonder. Don’t know what i’m talking about yet? Of course you do. The reason is different for me. The reason is different for you. But it still makes you wonder. “What are you talking about?” Don’t ask me. I...

  • Extemporaneous Instance of Skin; Enlightened Love

    The transparent surface reflects flesh eclipsing our skeleton’s silence on the water’s akimbo window a solid flow of indigo limbs where all we know bends like elbows; it blends where waving movements never end and I’m a part of ti...

  • The Sack of the Temple of Reason

    We built a temple of reason with feeling as its foundation. We dissected on blackboards mysteries strangled exorcised eviscerated. Our congregation swelled with the meek, and with knowledge the meek swelled strong. Our secular arts were freely shared. ...

  • The Shifting Pedestal

    A pedestal is no place to be. They’re unstable and wholly dependent on the construction of the floor. A shifting tile or an expanding crack can disrupt a pedestal’s base and end in disaster. The pedestal is nothing without its foundation. A...