Nothingness Stories

Life is a beautiful thing, but it can also be harsh and unforgiving. It can break you down and leave you feeling empty and lost. The broken trinkets of life are the shattered pieces of our hopes and dreams that we thought were unbreakable. They are the pieces of our hearts that have been shattered by disappointment, loss, and pain. Nihilism is the belief that life has no meaning or purpose. It is the idea that everything is ultimately meaningless and that there is no ultimate truth or value in anything. Nihilism can be a dark and depressing philosophy, but it can also be liberating in its own way. It can free us from the constraints of society and allow us to create our own meaning and purpose in life. The broken trinkets of life and nihilism often go hand in hand. When we experience loss and pain, it can be difficult to find meaning and purpose in life. We may feel like everything we once believed in has been shattered and that there is no point in trying anymore. This is where nihilism can come in and offer us a new perspective. It can help us see that the meaning and purpose we once believed in were just illusions, and that we have the power to create our own meaning and purpose in life. In a way, the broken trinkets of life and nihilism can be seen as two sides of the same coin. They both represent the struggle to find meaning and purpose in a world that can be cruel and unforgiving. But they also represent the potential for growth and transformation. When we embrace our brokenness and accept the nihilistic nature of the world, we can begin to rebuild ourselves and create a new sense of purpose and meaning in life.

Poems from me and maybe friends.

We , and life it self is so fragile that a small wind can take it all , into our illusion we keep breath until the fog is blowing out and be blinded by the light We may live or die But for sure even death can feel sometimes down

That's it. That's the whole book.

Everything seems so real, but the mere fact that you're here makes it a fantasy.

A girl name velvet rose is always in her sleep dreaming about reality that almost seems so lucid and real to a extend that now the line between dream and reality , nightmare and memories, pain and pleasure is keeps getting blurry every moment she breath to survive and now she is lost in deep ocean of overwhelming emotion called nothingness

This is just going to be me posting about how im feeling or something that happened in my life or sometime maybe just random stuff. I don't really have a set medium so I might post poems or prose or maybe an essay if I feel like it. My writing generally sucks so sorry in advance if you decide to read this. I don't really have an update schedule and will just end up posting if I felt like writing something worthwhile that day. Most of the time I might be talking about trying to figure out my feelings and they usually fall into the range of sad, numb, very sad, and torture (myself, fictional characters). I might also talk a lot about politics because it's something I find really interesting. Anyways if this doesn't sound interesting your probably not going to like my writing so read on to torture yourself or leave, your choice really.

My writing is about me and me in the moment. I translate my thoughts, feelings and experiences into syllables on a page. That can sometimes be a lot for people. I write the truth and nothing less.

Going from the dark to the light.

The best urination ever experienced. An event that would make any under the same circumstances insane, over flow with ecstacy and achieve enlightenment.

Far between sundown's finish and midnight's broken toll. We ducked inside the doorways, thunder went crashing. As majestic bells of bolts struck shadows in the sounds. Seeming to be the chimes of freedom flashing.

If only somebody will listen....

"Once a being has been named, it has power. Be sure to take care of yours. I'd know how important it is, because I lost mine." Joshua is always fretting over the "what ifs" in life, but never trusts his gut feeling because it's always wrong... at least until one summer afternoon when he, his friend Markl and cousin have nothing to do and dare each other to go touch the door of the house on the end of the street. The house everyone hated. For the first time, Joshua and Markl are at a loss to do when the strange little girl Alice forces them into playing a very dangerous game if they want Sharon back. But they're not the only victims. There are others forced into games, some knowing they're playing and others not, but they all have their own goals. The only question is if Alice is prepared to give them a winning chance.

Just a book where I write stuff.

"This novel is truly an effortless read... yet so much left to the imagination... would read again! So exciting and eventful it's a Blank space:)" There is literally nothing in it...

"Just let me" THAT BREAK-UP (PART OF ME) SERIES #3 Story of Marte Jix

A person locked in a cage of memories unable to escape..

Narration for the upcoming intro to Aggrotech band Undying Mynd's debut album, Voiceless. Liked it enough to post!

its a haiku about fire. whats more to say?