Jeremiah

“It is now clear to me that there was no difference between our behavior and that of people in a madhouse; but at the time I only dimly suspected this and, like all madmen, I thought everyone was mad except myself.”
― Leo Tolstoy, A Confession and Other Religious Writings

“And until now,
I thought it was
only your humanity in question
but it seems
I lacked empathy for myself

to accept a flatline
and call it
love.”
― Casey Renee Kiser, Table for One zine

“No matter how convincing and irrefutable I felt my train of thoughts to be, as well as that otherwise ideas that has led us all to the conclusion that life is meaningless I still had some obscure doubts as to the validity of the final outcome of my deliberations.

It was expressed as follows: I, that is my reason, have acknowledged that life is a rational. If there is nothing higher than reason (and there is not, and nothing can prove that there is), then reason is the creator of life for me. Without reason I can have no life. How then can reason to deny life when it is the creator of it? Or looking at it another way: if there were no life my reason would not exist, which must mean that reason is the offspring of life. Life is everything. Reason is the fruit of life and yet this reason rejects life itself. I felt that something was not quite right here.

Life is a senseless evil, that is certain, I said to myself. Yet I have lived and still live, and so to humanity has lived and still lives. How can this be? Why do men live when it is possible not to live?”
― Leo Tolstoy, A Confession and Other Religious Writings

“But unlike Vegas,
what happens in a poet's cave
never stays in a poet's cave...
We tend to release
the bats”
― Casey Renee Kiser, Confessions of a D3AD Petal