Existential Pondering

Stories

The pieces of writing are birthed from the boredom of choosing to spend my time alone. It was exhausting to keep sweeping the spark of seeking awareness under the heavy threads of meaning, description we have built for ourselves. It is to choose to penetrate the meaningless madness that convinced us that the very thought of us existing will never haut us. Even with heavy language and difficult affair of thoughts to follow the meaning, the message stays clear. Awareness, to spark.