The belief that even if life is meaningless, we still choose to fight, to feel, to create—not because it changes the outcome, but because that’s what makes us human. It’s the defiance of giving in to emptiness, the quiet scream against the void. It’s crying out to the universe not for answers, but to be heard. It’s embracing the chaos, the heartbreak, and the beauty of existing, all while knowing none of it was promised.
When I read his poetry, it wasn’t just existential dread—it was Simonic Nihilism: the refusal to be silenced, even when no one is listening.
by userblank264972 March 22, 2025
