Strip me off from this nothingness and those i dont need.
Strip me off of hatred, anger and bitterness
but dont leave me off empty, instead fill me with Your joy
a joy that no reason can decode
a peace that even storms cant destroy
a love that goes deeper tomorrow
and wisdom of the ways of Your heart contains
Leave me with Your light in this path,
but dont leave me alone with myself.
For i am the darkness on my own;
I am destruction on my own.
I need you, i cannot light myself up on my own.
You make the blind see,
open my heart as the windows of heaven pour for me.
She walked away without looking back; she didn't want to do it but he didn't bother stopping her though. She then believed they're better off ending that way, since there was nothing that was even started, in the very first place.
Infinite dark, infinite cold, infinite sleep. Much better than the alternative — infinite existence as a disembodied spirit. Awareness for eternity. All you have to do is let go. Let Mandibole eat your consciousness.
As a group we have come up with a few ideas and concepts on the prompt "Everythingness and Nothingness". The one that stood out the most was The 5 senses.
How our senses are everything to us, it allows us to experience the environment around us and interact with the world. Without our senses we wont be able to see, smell, touch, taste and hear the things around us and therefore will experience NOTHING.
Therefore we decided to look on Sensory deprivation.
Anechoic Chamber:
- Quiet, Stillness and Empty
- Sound of Silent "Never truly Silent", the quieter the room the more things you'll hear.
Here is something people don't understand about me. They always ask: "Why?" I don't know how much simpler I can put it. Really.
I see myself as nothing.
If I am something, it's a waste of space.
Due to many reasons. And nobody understandwhyI feel that way. I hate myself. I tell people I don't hate anything, but I fail to add: "Except myself."
How do you explain that to someone. I can list you things I hate about myself, I assure you it never really ends, I find more things to add. And they say it's not true, and that's nice of them, but it's a very strong belief. It doesn't really just stop me from loathing my very existence. Wishing I could literally fall into emptiness. Disappear off the face of the earth. Everyone is entitled to their own opinion, and I'm not going to try and argue with you.
It frustrates people, from what I've noticed. "Why?"
Why.
Always why.
Even when I explain: "How can you think that?"
I don't know. I just do. It's carved into my soul, what can I say? I've nevernotbelieved that I was something more. That I was someone worthy of worrying about, carrying about, hell even loving, but nobody loves me, and I know that.
I am nothing.
I'm sorry I can't change the way I think. I was brought up to believe it from a very young age.
