A modern mind in disarray
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Last published Thu, May 8, 2025
Nihilism is the belief that while there may be no god or higher power dictating one's fate, one must create one for themselves, in order to find a purpose for one's self. The belief of existential nihilism is one that has grown in popularity over recent years, as the belief in and of itself comes with its own purpose.
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