Tonight i write to you at the dark hour, the peak of night. And my head's so full I might burst from inside. Tonight I am thinking of all things and nothings.
I think that this is what we are, we are all things, just little bits of atoms and everything else that physically is are all that too. This means that we are we are everything. But there are things that aren't truly physical, like shadows and thoughts.these thing are the important things in life must of the time, these nothing-things are what usual gives us a point to life, at least that's what they do for me. And in the end nothing lasts for ever and neither will we or even the memory of us, but the nothingness will and maybe, just maybe the everything will too.
So this means that us people, though not physically immortal, are immortal in the same way that the nothingness is. But does this mean that we were already dead before we were even born?
Sometimes I like to think of small everythings, like how everything single book in the English language has the same 26 symbols in it that are used to tell and show and explain it. So whether it's a manual on how to put the batteries in your complicated new clock or some trashy romance novels you grabbed at the airport before your flight to Jamaica or the mother friggin' bible, they are like all and yet unlike everything else in this other universe.
So the last thing I have to ask is are everything and nothing truly different things?
With both mortal and imortal love,
No one
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A Collection of Nothings
Short Storythese are a collection of letters in which i can pour out all the thoughts that i am never able to say in real life. .................... this is super important to me, so please, no hate if you don't like it don't f-ing read it
