I have been in a state of just pure apathy to everything for so many months, and I just needed write something random that would somewhat encapsulate my mixed thoughts of how so many things in life are just meaningless. Have fun reading. All of us are but molecules, grains of colourless sand in a vast, eternal ocean of blank space in complete absence of light. We may glow in that darkness, but there are many others that glow, and that light in us can be consumed completely by others' brightness, even if we are all the same, and will one day be wiped clean from all minds, ceasing to exist. We can try to overcome that fact, but our own structure, our own mind which fabricates a prison around our very selves, prevents that from happening. It forces us to dwell in the darkness, sink into blackness, and give in to apathy in a feeble attempt to protect us from the very thought that we are insignificant, again and again and again and again and again and again and again. Yet, even in the face of this suffering and absurdity, for whatever reason, some of us still force their flames to shine, even after it starts to disintegrate into embers and smoke. I still ask myself- how are they able to do this with such ease? Maybe, they simply managed to attain this trait out of sheer will. Maybe, they have broken out of their mental prison, or realised what they truly wanted. Or, they simply found peace for themselves. Maybe, there really is a difference in this world, even if its insignificant in the larger picture. Truly, who will ever know? For many of I am still unable to achieve this feat, at least not fully. Maybe, just maybe, one day, we'll stop sinking into the nonexistent ocean that is this universe, rise against it, and finally be able to shine, one day.
