u/WillToPower1

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Then why do they have to wear it in prayer ?does it mean that god/allah is also a pervert

Then why do they have to wear it in prayer ?does it mean that god/allah is also a pervert

After reading Schopenhauer, Emil Cioran, and Zapffe, reading Nietzsche feels like a ray of light in the darkness, though sometimes I also feel his tragic optimism is just momentary cope.

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There are nights when the mind, exhausted by its own lucidity, no longer seeks explanations or consolations. It simply registers the fact that everything continues without reason. The body breathes, the clock advances, the darkness outside remains darkness. No revelation arrives, no insight softens the edge. Lucidity has done its work and left nothing behind except the awareness that it has done its work. You lie there and understand that the desire for meaning was itself only another form of the same futility, a last attempt by the organism to invent a purpose large enough to justify the discomfort of remaining awake. When that attempt fails, what is left is not peace but a kind of transparent exhaustion, a weariness that no longer bothers to call itself despair because even despair requires a residue of energy that has already been spent

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In the indifferent expanse of existence, consciousness awakens only to confront the apocalypse of its own futility, where every pursuit dissolves into the void's eternal silence and joy curdles into the ash of regret. Purpose shatters beneath absurdity as time consumes the last illusions of meaning, imparting the recurrent horror that suffering alone persists while the self dissolves without echo or mercy into final nothingness. Why persist in a universe that neither knows nor cares?

Our relationship started mostly platonic and later deepened, but I didn’t fully understand my asexuality at the time. I regret not telling her sooner; she deserves honesty about why I avoid intimacy and reality. Is there anyone who is also asexual and has faced this problem?

There comes a point where the weight of existence becomes unbearable,every heart beat feels like a betrayal .The soul feels stripped bare, everything sacred burns down to cold ash and every search for meaning collapses into illusion;love nothing more than blind chemistry firing in the dark, glory fading to forgotten dust, while the mighty and the broken alike vanish into the same vast silence. The whole human game plays out pointlessly, joys snatched on credit from an indifferent universe, hopes twisting into traps that only tighten with time. Progress is a lie we tell ourselves amid endless cycles of wanting and losing; consciousness just a brief spark of pain in an infinite, unfeeling spreads that registers nothing of our struggles. Every triumph and grief blurs into data, erased without trace, leaving only the heavy truth that nothing truly matters, never has, and never will matter yet the weight lingers, pulling deeper into the quiet void where surrender feels like the last honest breathe, Exhaustion is no longer physical,its the soul begging for silence even in that moment a whisper remains "ENDURE" and this is the cruelty

Social liberal (Gavin newsom ),third way, keynesian,Social democrat,democratic socialist(bernie sander,aoc), far left( marxist,leninist, maoist),libertarian left

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