The Nihilist's blues

I want to burn

burn this f*****g place

to the f*****g ground

drinking flame and fury

I want to f*****g burn

sweet sweet

annihilation !

                          I

                       want

                         to

                     f*****g

                       burn

scorching heat melting

scarred breathing skin/sin

from bone

burn baby burn

I want to f*****g

                                     burn

Valhalla calls my name

Reviews

[Eilis]

When I started reading Dostoevsky and Camus, the idea of nihilism took on a few different hues. Dostoevsky presents this bleakness and absence of the sacred that corrupts men, but in a way, he always brought it back around to a place of meaning where redemption could reformulate even the darkness within. And Camus in his reaching for the existential by way of nihilism has always provided great hope for me.

I think of Beckett’s desire to write about nothing and demonstrate the world devoid of meaning as he saw it, but to my mind, he always offered a compelling portrait of the human cost of abandoning hope.

I think we can’t escape our passions. As much as we want to hate and feel empty of the things that boil inside us, we always feel and feel deeply. Our lives meaning something intensely to us even if that something is merely a source of frustration and pain.

I have, many a day, felt like setting the world of mind alight. The mythical call of some other possible reality is quite seductive. And the nihilist seems to cling to hope in meaning. Discovering meaning among the rubbled despair.

Your message is full of that energy that I associate with a full mind. The maze of it. And it’s satisfying to read the burning imagery and feel that release of energy. But I believe once the boat drifts from shore, the sun will rise on a new day and cleanse the mind. Offering the small redemption of another day. This is my hopeful take anyway. The nihilist wakes and feels the sun on his face.

[Shazbatt969]

hey, Eilis, thanks for the great review, high praise indeed, and exalted company for a simple farmer poet, lol, it was that dual aspect of Nihilism where you destroy the existing situation before rebuilding a better newer version, came out a bit of a rant but there was meant to be a bit of depth there, which you picked up on, think the Nihilist woke to rain in his face, but was indeed another day, lol, thanks again for your time and deep insight, it is very much appreciated