Nonexistence

When you lose your believes and must carry on. With nothing to hold on.

Noneexistence

One of these days I will disappear like I never have been here. Whoever I am, body or soul, or something unknown, will step out of this invisible life of mine into a deeper state of nonexistence. And the world around will not even notice that once upon a time this was my home, my garden, my sacred ground. They will just go on, disguised as earthlings, marching their daily wars. Without me.
As a traveller in the desert oflife, I lost my faith in a jungle of lies. My compass is broken and my inner voice is telling me that is impossible to know what Truth is, while caged in this enchanting prison we call Home.
As a wanderer, that I've always been, I wonder if there is another home for me somewhere, somehow.

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

It is very difficult to gauge what truth is nowadays with fake news and social media. Probably more difficult than when I was young, but even then, how could you know that what you were being told was the truth? We are constantly lied to by politicians, so it's a minefield out there. We will all disappear one day. We will all leave this place we call home. The art of existing is trying to ensure that with all the madness going on around us, our compass doesn't break. A very thought provoking little write.

Chris

[Shandra Sun]

Yes Christine. It's becoming almost impossible to know for sure what is genuine. My faith and trust are locked behind too many question marks. I use to be a believer and took church very seroiusly. Lately I found out that that place I have put my heart is a place of lies. It's hard to me to keep on walking through life without that. Perhaps my inner compass isn't broken. Perhaps it's working better than ever and finally I woke up. Who knows?...I don't.

[Chris Shaw]

I have given up on religion too. As I have grown older I have come to the conclusion it is the root of this planet's problems. It saddens me to say that.

[Shandra Sun]

The root of this planet's problems indeed. My research about religion is taking me as far as the Sumeriaan tablets and waht not. I'm amazed how easy it has been to the half of humanity to manipulate the other half. And I'm not taking myself of the eqation: I feel manipulated. How could I be so naive?

[Chris Shaw]

I think you will find that many people feel they have been manipulated in their search for the truth. Sad, but that's the way it is.

[BlackPrince]

This is so true, powerful, vulnerable and melancholic!
'...One of these days I will disappear like I never have been here....
and the world around will not even notice that once upon a time this was my home, my garden, my sacred ground.'

In this poem I, understandably, feel your disillusionment with the world and one part and place in it.

However, personally, I am convinced and believe that The Powerful Force that makes the sunshine, the moonlight and stars, lightning, beautiful flowers, birds, fruits on the trees, the air we breathe, the rainbow, the countless human languages and diverse cultures...
Yes, I am convinced that That powerful Force is responsible for my sojourn on Earth. And I see each human as precious. I try my very best to care for myself and treat others with dignity and respect that I'd expect back, though you can't always please everyone. My very existence, I believe, shows that I am living proof of The Creator's wonderful abilities.

You are precious!

Well done

[Shandra Sun]

You are precious too. Thank you for your kind words. You are right. Life is just magical, no matter what. There are those moments I feel like a little insignificant stone along the shore. The one no one noticed or would want to take home. But then I listen to the silence in my soul and know that yes, I am precious too. Many blessings to you.

[barleygirl]

All my life, I was a control freak, thinking I knew what everything meant, what I should be doing, what everyone else should be doing, etc. As I've grown older, I'm learning to LET GO of what we think we know, becuz that's the starting point for really being able to see. As a writer, I would rather be good at SEEING, than to think I KNOW something. To me, the best writers SHOW us a piece of life & then let the reader take it from there, a million different possibilities for how to read each piece of writing. To me, what you are writing about sounds a little melancholy, as if you've lost some part of yourself, but I say it's a necessary loss & it will make you a better writer! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Chris]

Trust is earned - not given. We are human and all have their weaknesses and flaws. But, we each have a "sense" of what IS right and what isn't - and so long as we stand up for our own "sense" and personal beliefs we continue to have hope. As for leaving a mark - whom we are is the cumulative memories of those we interacted with. Both good and bad. And sometimes that "Mark" results in the actions of our jus being the everyday person we were. A touch, a smile, a word, a helping hand - an unthought about kindness ...each can make a world of difference.