Tag: nihilism

  • Poetry – Is there meaning here?

    Is there meaning here? I stare into space oblivious to all but my own numbness, hoping for a call – a beckoning voice to draw me back from the edge of my self-imposed exile. Drop the feathery gauze from these old, battered lenses and push me if necessary out of the warm niche carved long […]

  • Nihilism Soap. There’s Nothing. Like It.

  • Poetry – Nihilism in 3 Acts

    Act 1. I don’t know if being alive matters. Act 2. I don’t know if this world matters. Act 3. I don’t know if me being alive in this world matters. 

  • Joker and American Horror Story Fun

    Today my husband and I finally have the time to go see the Joker movie. I am really excited. I hear it is quite dark and nihilistic, similar in some ways to the Heath Ledger version of the Joker from The Dark Knight movie. I know it probably doesn’t help my depression, but I love […]

  • Does Any of It Matter?

    Do you ever wonder if it all matters? I sure do. I try to be positive most of the time when I think about the things I do and whether they make a difference, but when I get depressed, the voices of doubt tend to get louder. They say some pretty mean things: Are you […]

  • Late Night, Can’t Sleep Thoughts

    The following is a journal entry of random thoughts and feelings I wrote down one night when I couldn’t sleep. As you can probably tell, I wasn’t in the best mood when I wrote it: “Lately I’ve been deeply struggling with so many dark thoughts. Not necessarily dark thoughts about myself, but about the world […]

  • You’ll Regret It All

    You’ll Regret It All

    I recently came across the following quote by philosopher Soren Kierkegaard, and it really struck me as deeply true, at least for me. No matter what I choose to do or choose not to do in life, there is always a part of me that wonders if I made the right choice and won’t shut […]

  • Desperate Loneliness

    Desperate Loneliness

    I feel so desperately lonely sometimes, and at those times it feels like I am not only experiencing my own personal loneliness, but the loneliness of humanity in general. During those times I mourn how disconnected we have all become, and I consider how alone each of us really is in our own thoughts and […]

  • Angry at the Grass

    Angry at the Grass

    The grass waves at me but I don’t feel like greeting it back. Must be so simple to just sway in the wind, no worries no cares, everything you have the sun painted on your back. It almost makes me glad you’ll soon be mown down. ~ Maranda Russell

  • Bad Night

    Bad Night

    Tonight was a bad night. The pain, isolation, and despair came crashing down so hard and fast that I crawled off the couch and collapsed onto the carpet, on my side, in a loose fetal position and just wept. I gripped the beige carpet fibers in my fingers and pulled as the tears pooled below […]