short stories with tragic endings

Sauvez-Moi de L'enfer. Sauvez-Moi de Moi

I want to believe that the way I am is just the way it goes. For the things that came, not the things I chose to come. I want to know if I had any control. I want to know if it'd comfort me.

La Dispute.

Careful not to smash any mirrors, not walking under ladders, or smoking with white lighters; but if we are bound by fate in this life, then there is no point to this at all. The curse of destiny versus the gift of self-prevailingness – this is the obscure clash of the cosmos. Never has there been such a dichotomy as the explanation of purpose for humankind's existence.

There is no doubt that the world, and everything that is the universe, is alive. Just as stars are formed and explode, trees grow and then wither, and we live and we die. The universe is a collective consciousness within itself. Everything lives in a blanket of space-time and inherits the same consciousness; human beings are just as much the earth, as the earth is just as much the universe. We are one with everything. Typical communications such as verbal and written words are useless; instead we are in-tune with the existential life by way of ultrasonic frequencies. Essentially, these are sound-waves projected by the thoughts and emotions of everything. There are vibrations which can be seen in living organisms by our third-dimensional physical receptor of sight, and only under high doses of hallucinogens such as LSD, DMT, or psilocybin. Although, luckily for those who are not prepared to explore such realities, this great phenomena can also be felt by ones conscious-self. One does not merely dream up deja vu, and one simply cannot overcome nearly impossible tasks alone; all these are signs that the universe is alive - listening and responding in conjunction to the thoughts transmitted by one's unconscious. Every religion states there is a super-being or supreme-consciousness that has given purpose to existence; in the essence in which we are familiar with, as well as the inconceivable. We are here out of love, thus our purpose for being here has been fulfilled. It is this unrequested and unconditional love that causes humanity to strive; it is in our nature to help others and feel joy seeing other humans succeeding.

What we do not know is what we fear the most. There are endless possibilities to what happens after the death of our physical body: judgment, Heaven or Hell, aliens, reincarnation, ghosts, all the way to mere nothingness. Just as there is no doubt the world is alive, there is no doubt that absolute evil lives in every last person. It is this evil that kills, steals and destroys. Oedipus in Oedipus the King, by Sophocles, is bound to this evil and is a participant of his own sickness. As a child, he is told of the curse that is his father's; how Oedipus will murder his father and conjoin with his wife, Oedipus' mother – nothing is sweeter. Both Oedipus and his father devote their lives to avoiding this omen, consequently believing in the curse and always having that little thought of "what if" dwelling constantly in the back of their unconscious. Regardless what Oedipus accepts as truth; he has killed his father and is now molesting his own mother. The very thing he spends his life hiding from, he will ultimately bring to prominence.

To give denotation to this concept there is the law of attraction. Everything that comes into one's life is attracted by that person's own projective thoughts and beliefs. Whatever emotions or ideas that consumes one's thoughts will eventually prevail to be their destiny. Thoughts become things. When a thought is embedded in the subconscious it resonates at a certain frequency, in which the universe can receive, and then emit a parallel frequency back to the individual. Unfortunately, most people spend their energy thinking negative thoughts; things they do not want or do not care for. The thought of "no" works as powerful as the thought of "yes," and the universe responds to these thoughts equally. It does not matter if the person is wanting or refusing - the universe brings both. Quantum physics tells us the universe simply would not exist without thought; our minds, in fact, construct the very existence which we perceive. We are the artists to our own masterpiece that is life.

There are so many thoughts flooding the conscious, and the unconscious, that it is impossible to filter the positive and negative emotions; insanity would devour the mind with haste. Instead, one must use the emotional guidance system to clarify thoughts as either good or bad – thoughts cause feelings. Thoughts of hate, blame and fear are bad and our emotional guidance system will let us know these are destructive in their nature. Similarly, passion, optimism and hope will be filtered as positive and effective towards happiness. The more serene one feels, the more their fate is theirs; and the more hatred one feels, the more their fate becomes destiny.

Fyodor Dostoevsky shows just how powerful our thoughts can be. In his story "The Dream of a Ridiculous Man" he paints the ideal struggle with thought. The man in Dostoevsky's story feels like the world is judging him, and he hates the world because of that. He sends frequencies of hate and the universe answers. Isolated from society, the man is pushed into neglect by his own will; and he thinks about time – he still has time to figure it out, to know what to do, to know what he has been making up inside his head, and to know what is real. He does not accept life as fate - if fate were so great the man would not hate, and he would not be here, in a deep, self-loathing depression. This is the tyranny and this is the identity; it takes death or it takes time.

The darkness will never fade, a person must choose to think purely and to be a part of the light. Just like the Yin and Yang, respectively, the universe is exactly like the Earth; it is how the world began, and it is how the world will end. The only thing required from us is to be ourselves and love as much as we can.

"You don't need to leave your room. Remain sitting at your table, and listen. Don't even listen, simply wait. Don't even wait. Be quite, still and solitary. The world will freely offer itself to you. To be unmasked, it has no choice. It will roll in ecstasy at your feet."

Franz Kafka