The Pill Of Naught
One who has overcome nihilism, and accepted their existential wonders.
They have come to accept and appreciate
That human constructs are an illusion,
Conceived or contrived by our humanistic interpretation of reality.
Out from nothingness, the conception
Of continuous growth, change, and maturity
Exemplifies the actions that one partakes in.
One takes the chain from where an anchor is attached,
By which the acts of self reflection, introspection, and internalization
Will help pull this chain and the anchor with it.
This anchor that is referred to as the unconscious self
Will be pulled into the consciousness of the self.
For one to be fortified, they must accept that at the commencement
Of one’s own existence, there was naught.
That at the life in between where an adolescents
Mind is malleable enough to be shaped into an identity,
There was naught.
Identity in itself is not the self and must not be identified with.
Identification is malleable and unreliable,
Identification is obsolete and hallucinatory.
Out from the world, the anchor is attached to a chain of identities
And the anchor becomes suppressed.
The chain is no different than the experience that you are presented with.
The chain was created by your own fingertips,
The incessant sensation of touch,
Followed by the reverberation of waves and echoes,
But alienation quickly forms by that of human constructs,
One can’t help but be misguided by this, to interpret this as identification
They have come to accept and appreciate
That human constructs are an illusion,
Conceived or contrived by our humanistic interpretation of reality.
Out from nothingness, the conception
Of continuous growth, change, and maturity
Exemplifies the actions that one partakes in.
One takes the chain from where an anchor is attached,
By which the acts of self reflection, introspection, and internalization
Will help pull this chain and the anchor with it.
This anchor that is referred to as the unconscious self
Will be pulled into the consciousness of the self.
For one to be fortified, they must accept that at the commencement
Of one’s own existence, there was naught.
That at the life in between where an adolescents
Mind is malleable enough to be shaped into an identity,
There was naught.
Identity in itself is not the self and must not be identified with.
Identification is malleable and unreliable,
Identification is obsolete and hallucinatory.
Out from the world, the anchor is attached to a chain of identities
And the anchor becomes suppressed.
The chain is no different than the experience that you are presented with.
The chain was created by your own fingertips,
The incessant sensation of touch,
Followed by the reverberation of waves and echoes,
But alienation quickly forms by that of human constructs,
One can’t help but be misguided by this, to interpret this as identification
Nihilism had overtaken my life by not allowing me to have one,
So I decided to take the pill of naught
So I decided to take the pill of naught