“I’m nothing. I’m just meat, bones and mind. Just another speck on a small planet in a gigantic galaxy. My suffering, my pain, my joy, my triumphs, they all mean nothing relative to everything else happening out there in that big old world. I’m nothing, I told you.” The boy said.
“Now come on, have a little sense. you aren’t -“
“Let me finish!” The boy screamed.
“I’m not a nihilist. I may be nothing relative to everything else, but to me, I’m everything. I have beliefs. I believe in myself. To be nothing is liberating; it’s like having nothing to lose, and with nothing lose, I have everything to gain. I simply exist and in my reality, I create my own meaning in life. I’m not afraid anymore; not of failing, not of success, because all of this is nothing compared to everything out there.”
