Nothing Matters
“I would hurl words into this darkness, and wait for an echo, and if an echo sounded, no matter how faintly, I would send other words to march, to fight, to create a sense of hunger for life that gnaws in us all.” -Richard Wright More often than not, I stumble upon thoughts along the lines of ‘everything is trash so why bother, nothing matters in the long run, the world is cruel and uncaring, when the coldness of the never-ending void of oblivion, am I supposed to get excited over simple mediocrities of mundane life’ In the context of how insignificant you are against the march of time, the entirety of humanity and the world, of stars being created and galaxies collapsing, it becomes easier to embrace nihilism: to believe that life has no real meaning or value. Because in the grand scheme of things you are inconsequential, trivial, barely even a footnote. It is however, important to remember that you don’t actually live in the grand scheme of things. I reject the philosophy of ni...
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