Category: philosophy
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Posterity — Why Should I Care?
Attributed mainly to Groucho Marx, the quote: “Why should I care for posterity? What has posterity ever done for me?” has turned into quite a philosophical debate. The two little questions, if read merely on the surface, make a lot of sense. Why should it matter to me what happens to the universe and its…
Iqra Aslam
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Values, ChatGPT, and Human Extinction
As I typed in the heading for this article, my LibreOffice Writer informed me that ChatGPT is not a word, and I should reconsider my choice of using it. This made me chuckle somewhat wryly as I thought — is this a case of older generation (software) disowning its newer generation? I checked the suggestions, and it…
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A Problem to Every Solution
‘Solution’ when it means; to solveNeeds to go obsolete.Wasn’t language meant to beA means to communicate,To explain and articulate,Whatever it is that we feel? We kept on inventingWords over wordsIn the pursuit of sayingWhat this aching heart feltAnd what the senses sensed,Or the thoughts so clear,You could see right through themOr the hazy dream now…
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anxiety, Creative writing, Curiosity, Deja vu, Depression, Emptiness, Faliure, Feelings, God, Longing, Lost, Madness, Moments, moods, Nature, Nihilist, Pain of existence, Passions, Past, People, Pessimism, philosophy, Poem, poetry, Psycosis, random thought, Rant, Ranting, Reality, Regrets, Sadness, Seeking, Stories, Story, Story tellers, story telling, Tell me a story, Trapped, Wants, Weird, Writing -
Betrayal of the Betrayed
Some days, the life stands at a still. The sun slowly melts into the coldness of night. One scene shifts into another and nothing happens. You were melancholic at point A and you stay that at point B. You just keep looking at the time changing — indifferent to its passage. It can start moving…
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anxiety, Betrayal, Betrayed, Craziness, Crazy, Creative writing, dark, depressing, Eleanor Oliphant Is Completely Fine, Faliure, Farewells, Fate, Feelings, Indifference, Loneliness, Longing, Lost, Madness, Pain of existence, Past, People, Pessimism, philosophy, psychology, random thought, Rant, Ranting, Regrets, Reminiscence, Sad, Sadness, Search, Stillness, Stories, Story, Story tellers, story telling, The struggles of life, Time, Tragedy, Writing -
The Performers and the Audience
Before I had even started writing what I am about to say, I had already judged it several times in my mind and found it to be of little value. I write this because the thought was resilient enough to keep pestering me. Ignoring your thoughts, I had observed, can be quite impossible, no matter…
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The Final Conquest
Perched on my favorite rocking chair in the wooden porch of my small house, I was swaying back and forth. A backward stroke of the chair, and dark shadows engulfed my charcoal skin. The magic of physical laws brought it back to its initial position and sparkling sunshine made my face glisten. Darkness after light……
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Tell Me a Story…
Hello peeps! Sorry for being MIA for so long. But the promise of a story still stands. It is not much of story and more of a jumbled up thoughts of a disturbed mind on a long sleepless night. Without further ado, here you go: The Miracle of a Dream She was standing in a…
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anxiety, Craziness, Crazy, Curiosity, dark, dark humor, darkness depression, Existentialism, Existentialist, Faliure, Fall, Farewells, Fate, Feelings, fiction, Flash Fiction, Madness, moods, Nihilism, Nihilist, Pain of existence, Passions, Past, People, Pessimism, philosophy, Protection, Psycho, Psychotic, Psycosis, random thought, Random through, Reality, Sad, Sadness, Search, Short story, Society, Stories, Story, Story tellers, story telling, Tell me a story, Tragedy, Trapped, Writing, Writing Fiction -
“A Life of Pretense”
I laugh a lot. People take me for a jolly person. it is rather sad that 90% of my giggles are to please my fellows only. I do not restrict my insincere show of emotions to laughing. I have cried for others too. Some of my tears were genuine, others? not so much! If I ever…
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Absurdisim, anxiety, Crazy, Creative writing, dark, depressing, Depression, Emptiness, Existential crisis, Existentialism, Existentialist, Faliure, Fate, Feelings, fiction, Heart breaking, Indifference, Insanity, Loneliness, Longing, Lost, Madness, moods, Nihilism, Nihilist, Pain of existence, People, Pessimism, philosophy, random thought, Reality, Regrets, Sad, Sadness, Stories, Story, Story tellers, story telling, The struggles of life, Time, Trapped, Weird, Wisdom, Writing, Writing FictionAbstract, Abstract Expressionism, Addictions, anxiety, Authors, Creative writing, dark, Darkness, Death, depressing, Depression, Disturbing, Existential crisis, Existentialism, Existentialist, Feelings, fiction, Fiction Writing, Flash Fiction, Life, Lost, Pain of existence, personal experience, philosophy, Ramblings, random thought, Sad, Short stories, Stories, Story, Storytelling, Struggles of Life, Tell me a story, thoughts, Time, Tragedy, Trapped, Writer’s life, Writing -
The Demise of the Fittest
‘Super’ is what they called me ‘Magical’ was how I was described when all failed, I was the one who survived. I saw my fellows wither, For they could not compete against the changing times. ‘Unfavourable conditions,’ they cried Then said the world ‘Goodbye!’ I endured it all, season after season. I grew stronger, With…
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Absurdisim, Creative writing, depressing, Evolution, Existential crisis, Existentialism, Existentialist, Faliure, Fate, Genetics, Goodbyes, Indifference, Loneliness, Lost, Natural Selection, Nature, Nihilism, Nihilist, Pain of existence, philosophy, Poem, poetry, random thought, Regrets, Sarcasm, Stories, Story, Story tellers, story telling, Survival of the fittest, Tell me a story, The struggles of life, Time, Tragedy, Writing, Writing Fiction -
You are not Welcome!
“Let me in for once”, came her voice from behind the closed door. “No, you won’t stay for long. I will be sad again”, I responded from my side. “I won’t leave you this time” was her empty promise. “That’s what you said the last time. Before you left me for another”, said I. “So…
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