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Posted 05/11/09 - 5:23 PM:
Subject: Philosophical fiction...
Go easy with the criticism...i'm still a noob and this is one of the first works that i think is worth showing...anythings else anyone has to post...short stories, screenplays, myths, or as in my case; monologues...post it here.


The Birth
Setting: A sunny Monday morning; first day of the month! The birds are singing and the clouds from the stormy Sunday have almost fully cleared up...making visible the blue skies that illuminate a vast empty nothingness; overflowing with uncertainty and perpetually reminding their audience about the sheer insignificance of their lives.

A man, who refuses to live life any longer constricted to his inherited identity due to his newfound conception of reality, stands above his newly deceased girlfriend’s grave. The nameless man speaks thus:
For a few days after your death I was overwhelmed by the typical human emotions
that crawl into the consciousness like a swarm of ants...crowding and clamouring
the mind. I was trapped inside a forlorn state, coloured gray by a prevailing feeling
of melancholy and despair. I knew...well...at least on the surface I knew that I was miserable
due to the obvious fact that you died – the timid human reaction to misfortune. After
spending much time in that dreadful state, I was suddenly struck by a rather absorbing
thought! That is when I stopped being human! Well at least the popularized idea
of being human...that empathetic creature that is driven by impulse and sentiment; the duplicate of man. Oh yes, that is when all the light was shun into my eyes...it was quite irrepressible to say the least. In fact I was hesitant to keep my eyes open at first, fearing that I’ll be blinded by the glow.
This was the moment when the irrational and foolish human emotions were swiped
away by truth! A truth which has shifted my view of the world ever since. The obscurity that was exhorted onto my conception of reality was now distilled by reason and logic. My perception of the
world cleared up just as the skies above...oddly the clear skies resemble much of my
newfound insight; emptiness. You see it wasn’t merely due to your death why I was
in such a wretched state, but rather...the death of all the ideas associated with
you were responsible for triggering such immense disruptions in me – it was the death of all meaning!
You see, it was your existence that adhered meaning to my life and well you were
the only case in which I envisioned meaning. You were the only element that represented me with
a purpose...the only grounds for an objective in life. That was all just illusion. In contrast, you were really only the deviousness of my mind. You were the distorting obstacle making invisible; my blue skies! With your death all meaning died and all significance and essence vanquished...well now I can see that all these so called meanings or reasons...were after all just hallucinations. It is only the human mind that formulates such reasons and there really stands no meaning outside the human mind. You see when the clouds fill the sky...the mind will often construe many comprehensions about what they hide beneath their masking commotion, but only after the skies clear up and the authority of imagination is subdued by truth; that is when all things are revealed! That is when all things become nothing and nothing becomes all. The fantasy of the dreamer...is violently dismissed by truth! Total chaos and disorder and no true meaning...just an endless cycle of life and death – linked to no real purpose.
And now I’ll say goodbye my lost love...goodbye to all misconceptions of meaning.
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Posted 05/11/09 - 9:28 PM:

cogitoergosum wrote:
Go easy with the criticism...i'm still a noob and this is one of the first works that i think is worth showing...anythings else anyone has to post...short stories, screenplays, myths, or as in my case; monologues...post it here.


Don't worry,you are a good writer zenWhat I notice is sheer imagery as well as apt metaphors in your writing.Have you read "Siddharth" by Herman Hesse?If you have not,you should read "The Brothers Karamazov","Notes From The Underground" and "Crime & Punishment"(Dostovesky).



Thank Youzen
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Posted 05/11/09 - 11:39 PM:

Thanks smiling face
I haven't heard about "Siddharth" but know the ones you mentioned about Dostovesky...i read a few pages of "notes from the underground" and woah it really got my attention! At the moment i'm too busy with school but i've been meaning to check brothers Karamazov and finish Notes from the underground...i'm just finishing up Camus' The fall right now...great book and reasonably an easy read as well.
anyways cheers
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Posted 05/12/09 - 5:12 AM:

Your piece reminds me of Nausea by Jean Paul Sartre. If I remember rightly, his protagonist, like yours, experiences a rout of "meaning" from his life.
Previously, "meaning" has interposed itself between him and his experience. Okay, now the book is coming back to me. By "meaning," I believe, Sartre's fella means, principally, intelligent creator and rational purpose... When these notions vanish from the field of his awareness, he sees purposeless being as grotesque; the very purposelessness makes it so. It is obstreperous, full of mad lust to BE; there is too much of it. He sees a root; it is gnarled, lumpy, full of weird energy, monstrous. (This spectacle represents all being.) The protagonist's revelation allows Sartre to do some great writing...smiling face

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