living is indeed full of possibilities but we have to still live cause there's nothing to do but live.
when i read things like this i wonder why i worry so much when there are so many possibilities, i wonder why i hold back so much, i wonder why i am so scared of a lot.
When i realise there's a possibility i could cease being an "I" at this very hour, things do not seem so big or complicated anymore. Life is fickle.
You have no idea how much comments like yours mean to me.
I had an interesting discussion with my mom (she's my only reader outside substack community) about the poem. She tried to convince me about how much power there is in having faith in good events, projecting them into future, not worrying about "possibilities".
It's not like I disagree to some degree but imho you have to be aware about how terrible it might also be, and how terrible it actually it is for some unfortunate people, so you prepare yourself and act before things happen.
I'm glad imagining vanishing doesn't scare you - I wish I could find peace with that thought myself.
There is power in having faith but bad things happen regardless, sometimes the only way we can stomach it is to believe it's some kind of preparation for something better.
i think that's the only way we can go on.
I agree that things are actually bad for people, that was an afterthought i had after commenting.
Vanishing does scare me, but the fear of it hasn't solved it.
i guess i've accepted that it will happen regardless so i am at peace with it, for today. Maybe tomorrow i won't be but that's life i guess.
And i'm a Christian too, i believe it all works out. some day...
I don't want to...because it makes me question the existence deeply, like layers by layers which makes me anxious and that leads to restlessness. Even sometimes i think about what was there when the universe wasn’t there? Even the void was non existent at the time...so what was actually there?
Oh! Now I've to distract my mind from maddening questions my mind started nag me with. Please i am sorry if I sound rude. Know it's not intentional.
It’s both terrifying and silly - because it’s impossible to feel anything in the oblivion (so why to fear it?).
It keeps going back to me because it’s such a mystery. Something that I don’t think either of us will ever be able to comprehend (can you imagine non-existance?).
This is really good! So much possibility. Possibly we will die tomorrow. Live for today!
To live not having time or urge to overthink everything… a dream.
This is so good.
living is indeed full of possibilities but we have to still live cause there's nothing to do but live.
when i read things like this i wonder why i worry so much when there are so many possibilities, i wonder why i hold back so much, i wonder why i am so scared of a lot.
When i realise there's a possibility i could cease being an "I" at this very hour, things do not seem so big or complicated anymore. Life is fickle.
You have no idea how much comments like yours mean to me.
I had an interesting discussion with my mom (she's my only reader outside substack community) about the poem. She tried to convince me about how much power there is in having faith in good events, projecting them into future, not worrying about "possibilities".
It's not like I disagree to some degree but imho you have to be aware about how terrible it might also be, and how terrible it actually it is for some unfortunate people, so you prepare yourself and act before things happen.
I'm glad imagining vanishing doesn't scare you - I wish I could find peace with that thought myself.
There is power in having faith but bad things happen regardless, sometimes the only way we can stomach it is to believe it's some kind of preparation for something better.
i think that's the only way we can go on.
I agree that things are actually bad for people, that was an afterthought i had after commenting.
Vanishing does scare me, but the fear of it hasn't solved it.
i guess i've accepted that it will happen regardless so i am at peace with it, for today. Maybe tomorrow i won't be but that's life i guess.
And i'm a Christian too, i believe it all works out. some day...
Wow, this poem captures the full spectrum of human experience and emotion. It’s both haunting and hopeful.
Thank you, Aaliya 💖
Oh my gosh, so simple, so clean--love it
Thanks bro
This is really good, bro. It was so good that I wished for more possibilities so it would be longer. 💪 Excellent work.
Thank you, friend! Means a lot to me 🙏
wow. There is hope and I felt that hope in this poem🖤
I'm glad you felt the crack in the armor - that's exactly how the light gets in.
I don't want to...because it makes me question the existence deeply, like layers by layers which makes me anxious and that leads to restlessness. Even sometimes i think about what was there when the universe wasn’t there? Even the void was non existent at the time...so what was actually there?
Oh! Now I've to distract my mind from maddening questions my mind started nag me with. Please i am sorry if I sound rude. Know it's not intentional.
rude? why?
You're ok, bud. It's me who should be sorry for starting this helpless line of thought :) Enjoy your weekend, friend.
Hope you too would enjoy. I am watching a mini drama just to quiet my mind.
and that I won’t even know it — because there will be no “I.” — this thought is so true that it's scary.
It’s both terrifying and silly - because it’s impossible to feel anything in the oblivion (so why to fear it?).
It keeps going back to me because it’s such a mystery. Something that I don’t think either of us will ever be able to comprehend (can you imagine non-existance?).
That’s the compliment I needed.
Life is scary, isn’t it?