Hidup Terasa Mati Novels & Stories

“I don’t know Anais; I can’t fall in love with someone. I can’t have a family, I can’t die, I sometimes envy you, mortals.” Anais looks at him in shock. “You have everything, Anais, sure you may have a ticking time clock right now on your life, but it is a life. You can have kids, die, live.” His head shakes slightly. “Do you have any idea what it feels like to know you will never die? That you have done everything there possibly is to do, and now your life is just reliving the same shit over and over?” Anais shakes her head. “No, so tell me. Give me a reason to want this life.”

Suddenly you are ripped into being alive. And, life is pain and, life is suffering and, life is horror but my god you are alive and it is spectacular. -Joseph Campbell. |I R I S| Have you ever felt empty to a point that there is nothing left worthy enough to be felt? Like someone have dug deeper inside you and pulled everything from you, leaving you empty and numb for so long until there was nothing left.

“I want to know how to live without her! I came home, and my wife, my daughter, and my two sons—they were just gone! It feels like they died, and I don’t know when, or how it happened! Even the damn dog is gone!” She shifted on her seat, her eyes taking on a haunting look of sadness. “Asher, this is how you live without them. You mourn their deaths, because, for you, they have all died. They existed and lived in your mind. You had a life together, spent time together, got married, and had disagreements. Your life will feel vastly empty right now, like they have died. You have to mourn the life you had with them, but you also have to live your life in this reality.”

The idea of dying... it's like staring into a dark abyss, wondering what lies beyond. Am I ready for it? Is anyone ever truly prepared to let go of everything they know? It's as if life is this intricate tapestry, woven with memories, experiences, and dreams, and death is that final thread that could unravel it all. I've heard people say that death gives life meaning. That the inevitability of our mortality forces us to seize the fleeting moments and savor them. Is that why we laugh, love, and strive to make a mark? To counteract the impending darkness?

She enticed, but I shook my head almost immediately. " Pain is what reminds us that life is not always straight. Emotions define us as humans. Living here without emotions and feelings, that is worse than being dead. If someone lacks emotions and no feelings, they are living dead. That's akin to hovering between life and death. I would rather be dead or alive than be living dead." I spoke my mind. " To love and to seek revenge for those who hurt you, what do you desire more?" She asked yet again and I frowned.

"I am not like you, I don't like to deceive people." Richard looked at me but didn't answer as I expected him to. "We'll land in any minute." he pointed, looking at one of the windows on the plane. "I've always liked to watch when we land. I feel like am I someone else. I like the peace here...up.“ "I guess you feel like the king of the world?" "Rather like an insignificant, petty man." What was that? Did Richard Valentino himself feel insignificant at least once in his life? Was there anything human in him?

I asked again. "It's a shame, isn't it?" He said, ignoring my question as his face turned dead serious and stared into vacant space. "What is?" I asked. "Death," He said. "You can be alive. And then suddenly you're not. You're just... gone." "Yes... I suppose it is a shame," I answered. "A really, really, really big shame."

I thought he was the realest thing I have in my life after my parents death, guess not. The beeping slowed then darkness crept in from the edges of my vision swallowing me whole. The last thing I felt was emptiness followed by nothingness that seem so much life death.

Felisa said sincerely. "I know it's not about living normally, but... every time I live, I'm content with staying at home and doing things for myself, but the emotions, I'm so scared of a lot of things, I can't even cry or be happy; I can stay and live the same life I have, but I'm tired of being emotionless, of not being able to laugh, be happy, or be sad... I feel like a dead body living in the house, so what is the difference between dying at the table and living my life like a dead person?" Ryzel remarked, and I suppose Felisa understands now.

From the water I saw the crack repeating on its own, locking me down in the icy cool water. I felt suffocated as I was drowning deep in the icy water. And felt like I was freezing. My heart stopped and I could feel that I was going to die. And the feeling was too hard to explain. Can someone describe the feeling when they were dying? I felt numb. All I could see was the ice and water until my eyes fell shut forever. I'm going to die.