Everything Is Permitted Nothing Is True Novels & Stories

I open my mouth to argue, but he keeps going. “You’re who you think you are. Who you want to be. Who you accept. Nothing more, nothing less.” My breath catches. “Don’t let anyone define you or tell you how to define yourself, love.” His voice is calm but firm, like he’s telling me a fact, not just trying to make me feel better. “I told you this yesterday. Remember?” And I do. His words from before echo in my head, wrapping around me like a lifeline. "You’re who you are. Nothing else. Nothing more. Whatever anyone thinks? That’s their problem. Only the truth matters."

“You know what's true? What you say is true, what I say is true.” “Deny everything, and admit nothing.” “Rule three, the most important of all, no matter how f**ked you are, never, ever, ever admit defeat.” “Always claim victory.”

Defective to the human mind Is the believe I am wrong I am right Things run situation based You can be right still wrong You can be wrong still right Nurture respect for self Command over things That need to be done Do not practice delay It kills Before it sustains Logic is multitudinal dimensional How can you neglect self authority To govern To rule To acknowledge Come celebrate ceremony Of no absolute truth No complete gain Just the beginning No end is sane They who contribute enough Shy away They who sell extreme

I'm done being powerless. Even if the truth destroys everything.

We are free from everything. The End.

Is that all you've got? The old man's face was filled with innocent dread, replacing the perplexity that had previously been. As a result of his fists cutting off his breath just below the neck, his voice scraped. "Sir, please, I... don't... know... what... you... want me to tell you." Those dots signify nothing more than commonplace phrases. Receiving all opinions equally, without haste, wisely observing the dharma. Don't keep searching for the truth, just let go of your opinions. The one who wanders independent in the world, free from opinions and viewpoints, does not grasp them and enters into disputations and arguments."

Bubbles of air choked her throat, keeping the whispers back, letting out only a stutter at best. Monica took the King James Version Bible, raised it up with a hand and nervously gulped down, different panic and guilt thoughts raced through her head but she dismissed them - not totally. "I solemnly state I will tell the truth without hiding or adding anything and I should be punished for false testimonies if I lie." Her voice sounded mechanical, like the voice of a person reciting something written. I implore you to say the truth, just this once!

her expression immediately darkened. "If I hadn't given Mason's parents the money, how would they have agreed to let him leave the countryside? Is a human life not worth fifty thousand dollars to you? And about the car, what man gets married without buying a car? Whether the marriage is real or fake, I couldn't let Mason be treated unfairly. You're a man too. Can't you put yourself in his shoes?" A metallic taste spread through my throat. Tens of thousands of dollars, and she made it sound so lightly, as if she could take it out whenever she wanted.

he said. A subordinate asked, “Do we intervene?” Eliot shook his head. “No.” A pause. “Let her reach the conclusion herself.” He smiled faintly. “Self-realized truth is more permanent than forced truth.” Lena sat down slowly. Her hands trembled slightly. “I don’t understand any of this,” she whispered. Zayden stood still. For once… he didn’t try to fix it. Didn’t try to control it. Because there was nothing stable to control anymore.

"What do you want? What do you seek?" "Nothing," Beginning said simply. "I need nothing. I want nothing. I seek nothing. I am complete. I am whole. I am fulfilled. I am nothing and something. I lack nothing. I need nothing. I want nothing. I am complete. I came only to show. To demonstrate. To prove. That Hope was right. That Dawn was right. That everyone who sacrificed was right. Nothing and something can coexist. Can merge. Can unify. I am proof. I am demonstration. I am validation. Hope was right. The sacrifice was worthwhile. The struggle was meaningful. The cost was justified. I am proof. I am Beginning. I am what comes next. I am here. And being here is enough. Existing is enough. Bein