Nihilism I

Once there was a man who lived a lonely, isolated life. He had no friends or family, and spent his days working a dull, meaningless job. Every day felt like a struggle, and the man often found himself questioning the point of it all.

One day, the man stumbled upon a philosophy book in a used bookstore. The book spoke of the futility of life, and the idea that everything we do is ultimately meaningless. The man was drawn to these ideas, and spent his days consumed by thoughts of death and the emptiness of existence.

As the man delved deeper into philosophy, he became increasingly depressed. He saw no value in his own life, or in the lives of those around him. Everything seemed pointless, and he felt like he was trapped in a never-ending cycle of despair.

Eventually, the man could no longer bear the weight of his own thoughts. He decided to end his life, feeling that it was the only way to escape the emptiness that consumed him. As he took his last breath, he realized that even death offered no solace, and that the void he had been trying to escape would follow him into the afterlife.

In the end, the man's bleak philosophical musings had only served to deepen his misery, and he was left to face the bleakness of existence alone.