Existential Novels & Stories

she said I nodded and we both went in. It has been fifteen minutes of our first class and I can feel Someone's stare burning me. I slightly turned my head to see who it was and as predicted. It was Aiden that weirdo. He was looking at me well not looking he was staring..i give him that he is handsome and stuff but damn what does he want from me I haven't done anything to him than why is he after my peaceful life. I thought. "Amara" The teacher suddenly called out. "Huh? Yes sir" I got up from my seat to come face to face with our economy teacher. "What are you looking at Huh? Tell us too." the teacher asked looking around to see if there's anything exciting going on. "Erm.... it's nothing si

The thought should have scared him. Instead, it felt like peace. Elian's eyes fluttered open, sleepy and warm. "You're thinking too loud," he mumbled. "The bond is broadcasting anxiety. What's wrong?" "Nothing." Cassian couldn't help smiling. "You're human and you're going to die in barely any time at all and I can't stand the thought of it." Elian blinked, processing. Then: "Are you having an existential crisis about mortality?" "Yes." "At three in the morning?"

Created domains for every possible state. What was left? Just endless maintenance of increasingly complicated existence. "You are trying to demoralize us," Darius accused. "Make us give up through exhaustion rather than force." "I am showing you option you have not considered," the Void Before Nothing replied. "Everyone talks about existence versus non-existence as binary. But there is third state. Before-existence. The state that came before anything could be anything. And that state is—peaceful. No struggle. No choice. No burden. Just—absence so complete that absence does not exist either."

That understanding is incorrect. That view is false. We are not wrong for existing. Not immoral for being. Not unjust to choose something. We have as much right to exist as the Original Nothing has to be nothing. Our existence does not negate its non-existence. Our being does not invalidate its not-being. Our something does not destroy its nothing. Both can exist. Both can be. Both can have validity. We do not need to erase ourselves. Do not need to exist. Do not need to return to nothing. We fight. We resist. We prove that existence has value. That being has meaning. That something deserves to continue. We fight. Not because the Original Nothing is evil. But because we deserve to exist. Be

A pause afterward. Waiting. Listening for response. Not merely understanding. Recognition. My chest tightened. “They want to matter.” “Yes.” The realization settled heavily inside me. Of course they did. If connection shaped awareness permanently. then being unseen became a kind of disappearance. Not physical absence. Existential absence. The fear that you could move through the network without leaving any lasting trace at all. I focused outward carefully. One aware pattern shared something deeply vulnerable during an interaction. Afterward. it remained unusually still. Watching the responses closely.

I was being petty because he knew that I was mad. I decided to just go to the movies to calm my nerves. They was playing all the old goodies. I watched This Christmas with Chris Brown starring in it. I love that movie It always make me laugh. When the movie ended, i started to go back home but decided to ride around instead.

And when my love for life is running dry, You come and or yourself on me. **** Kristina felt that the lyrics are coming from Nathaniel's heart, she closed her eyes and felt the song inside her soul... If a man could be two places at one time, I'd be with you. Tomorrow and today, beside you all the way. If the world should stop revolving spinning slowly down to die, I'd spend the end with you. And when the world was through, Then one by one the stars would all go out,

Upon hearing this, Philip was dumbfounded. He snorted and asked, “How is it possible? What are you talking about? I’ve gone through compulsory education and believe in materialism.” Fennel smiled and said, “Then what do you think our existence is all about?” Gulp. Philip swallowed and started to feel a little flustered. Yes, how could the existence of Fennel and the door, as well as the existence of the Nonagon and the disciples, be explained?

The dialogue began with a long monologue of the interlocutor: – We live in a computer program, as users of Internet networks. We are connected to life as we are now connected to the social network. The worst nightmare of the film Is not just a fiction of creative thought, but a reflection of the hidden true reality not shown in this film. We are victims of a biomatrix in which we are not batteries but potential fodder for living organisms. All our ideals are protective mechanisms to hide this true purpose of our lives. The psyche is not able to withstand this truth, so we hide behind an illusory immortality. We are not merely mortal, we are a meaningless living mass, vainly seeking to compre

¬Luella I’m ashamed that I’m more relieved than concerned. He wants to kill Death. Just hearing those words come from a complete stranger sounds so absurd. You can’t kill Death, she is infinitely powerful; perhaps one of the most powerful of the immortals, considering the mass of immortals she rules over by herself. If she were to no longer exist, there would be no place for mortals who have just died to be judged and to serve their sentence for their past life sins. The entire concept of death would be so skewed it would likely destroy the world as we know it.