When it all falls down to the very endAnd all the ways cease to pretendThe space is stripped of all that wasAnd all the causes are then lostIn the emptiness of what we filledWith the blooms of all that willedWhen it falls down to the very endThere is nothing left to pretend
existentialism
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In the dark i am the lightTo anyone who loses their mindTo only see what they seeFree from pain and misery From that lightThat burns the eyesLives the truthWith nowhere to hide But the darkThat was always thereWaits for no oneWith nothing to share
We keep thinking our current view of things is the structure of reality and the universe itself and how things just are. We get taught and come up with myths, categories, labels, and certainty because they help us orient but then we get arrogant and start forcing those views as the final, absolute truth instead of just temporary and provisional. Then when some new point of view comes along […]
If I somehow find one daythat my heart stopped and gave waythen would I feel free and flyor would I just vanish and die Would I ever feel anything againor would it all be erased in the end?Sometimes that feels feels better insidewhen nothing else seems to feel alive.
Nothingness is the collapse of meaning and coherence
How little i matter in the grand scheme of thingsThere is nothing to want, there is nothing to needIf wishes mattered we would all be freeBut there are no supposed to be’sJust this is what is and will continue to beMaybe the caring will always come with painAs ancient as anything we have ever tried to nameAnd as we sit in the cold, vast dark once againWe remember all […]
I follow it all the wayuntil I can’t take it anymoreand I am left with thatexistential question. I always choose life.
I have always chasedthe theory of everythingbut I realize now thatI don’t want to just know itI want to live itand I am It’s actually being what ties everything together Looking for structure never to contain experience but to understand without ever shutting it down
if the stars burned out one by oneand the skies succumbed to their last breathif the galaxies folded and the universe exhaled its final lighti would still reach for your hand and fly with youthrough the ending into something more if everything else ceasedall time, sound, motion, and meaningthere would still be you and me and that would be enoughfor everything to begin again
What is worthWhen it all falls apartAnd nothing staysAnd words feel emptyAnd moments feel fake What is realityWhen nothing makes senseWhen everything echoes into silenceAnd loops back into the beginningLike you never moved at all What is hopeWhen it’s based on false assumptionsAnd only lives to oppose anxietyTo keep us moving forwardAnd latch on to nothing What is lifeWhen all of it is goneAnd all of it is hollowAnd […]
How can you survive when hope is not present? When everything is meaningless and points to a dead end? How do you go on when nothing is worth the pain and suffering? With a society based on facts, everything is a contradiction. What happens when we die? Fact is: nobody knows; therefore, we cannot assume that we just die. That there is nothing out there. Can you prove that […]