Absurdity is truth


I could see its glow in the distant. The incandescent lights creating a luring haze. It was so far away, too far in fact. I missed it a lot. The concrete beneath my feet. The harsh air, the noise, the traffic. Most of all the people, the endless throb of people. Out here it’s only a sky, sky that’s way too big and empty. It makes you feel too small. A city may be big; you may feel meaningless but at least your part of something bigger. Out here you realise that there isn’t anything bigger. Just you. Everything begins and ends with you. That’s the scary thing. In the city we see connections everywhere. Then from a distance all you see is absurdity and chance. You see the truth. That’s what’s so horrible about being out here, truth.

The city lights hide the stars just as much as they hide the truth I suppose. Out here there’s no room for ritual or routine. No distractions from the endless stream of news and pictures and communication. No contact, just alone. Nothing solid to stand on. No new product to lust after or some drug to numb yourself with. Just thought. I suppose from thought we get truth. In truth we see our own passivity to life, which is pretty depressing. So we long for the city again to distract ourselves and live in whatsoever fashion we please. Valuing the cohesion of everydayness. I live indifferent like everyone else does. Only sometimes feeling a slight recoil as I wake up, I lull myself with nostalgia, rejecting any quiver, feeling blissful in my ignorance.

The reason I left is just part of the absurdity of life. I left the stage to go sit in the audience. The show goes on. I am now just abstract. Like those outer body experiences people describe. I seemingly float above the city. A mere observer. I’m more than that though I realise. I know how the show ends. Hence why I sit so far. I’ve come to see the logic come to its bitter conclusion. Perhaps I thought I’d find god. I found something much worse though, I found myself. A self at its most obscene, masterless and without tragedy.

A small metallic whizz drones over head, lured like a moth, to the cities bright haze. My eyes are drawn too. A seemingly helpless black form drops out of the black vastness. It falls and I’m aware of the steady beat of my heart. The plunge of the black object goes into the mass of buildings and is lost. A sound so strange like all the air is being sucked into the city. It resonates around me and I feel its power as a bright flower like all god angles have ridden from heaven engulfs all, non-judging. A splendid show that billows up and into itself. Now the flower blooms reds and oranges with a symphony, like the rings of Saturn brought to earth. I think not, I am burnt and crucified, but not forsaken. The warming glow rushes towards me, sweeping away the cold landscape with its heat. Open armed I stand ready to embrace my fate. Then I am aware of the steady beat of my heart. Thought returns. The logic seems at fault. It is too late.

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  • Commented on December 2, 2014 at 2:11 pm

    Thats not a baby thats a bomb!

  • Commented on April 8, 2015 at 3:52 pm

    baby bomb!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

  • Commented on April 8, 2015 at 4:31 pm

    Guess this story went Nuclear..

  • Commented on September 24, 2015 at 5:51 pm

    Poor. Need much more, not only that it was boring too.

  • Commented on September 30, 2015 at 8:45 pm

    This pasta was terrible. It wasn’t creepy at all and the title made no sense. You need much more if you are going to make a good story out of a baby that’s a bomb. I didn’t find an inner meaning in this at all

  • Commented on October 4, 2015 at 12:50 pm

    Good try but i think you concentrated more on the vocabulary. It was not actually creepy and is very confusing.

  • Commented on October 19, 2015 at 1:13 pm

    got confused

  • Commented on October 27, 2015 at 2:33 pm

    I kinda liked but it was a little slow. I mean i like reading stuff like this but if its slow and i don’t catch on to it fast enough i kinda get out of reading it. Good Job though i liked it

  • Commented on November 2, 2015 at 9:39 am

    Your structure and vocabulary is wonderful, but your story is lacking a rise, a grip, a buildup, a shock, something that could make he reader creeped, or uncomfortable. Im not the best pasta writter, but the story itself just need work.

  • Commented on November 24, 2015 at 12:04 pm

    when something heavy hit me like an atomic bomb

  • Commented on November 28, 2015 at 7:43 pm

    I thought that it was very well written, very poetic, but it lacked a gripping factor. I wasn’t hooked liked I should have been. Though, the ending was awesome and I really loved that part, but it was almost a little slow starting up. 7.5/10

  • xarwhoeatsandsleepsandawakensinbed
    Commented on November 29, 2015 at 7:26 pm

    i dont get it did hesplode

  • Doge
    Commented on December 1, 2015 at 3:25 pm

    The realization hit me like an antimatter missile

  • Commented on March 23, 2016 at 3:15 pm

    OK, was this a creepypasta or a riddle ?? I goive this a flat out ZERO !!!!!!!!!!

  • Commented on March 23, 2016 at 3:16 pm

    I mean give not goive.

  • Commented on April 25, 2016 at 12:35 pm

    Even though the vocabulary is superb, i got kind of bored mid way through. I didn’t really know what i was reading until I read a second time. maybe ease up on the sizeable vocabulary so I don’t feel like i’m reading something my english teacher gave me. I feel like the potential here is great but not everyone on this sight is as bright as you if you know what i mean. work on engagement please!!!

  • Commented on July 2, 2016 at 6:16 pm

    After a while It was difficult to comprehend what was happening about half way through. Maybe if it was longer and more spread out it would make more sense. 4/10, but keep writing. Potential!!

  • Commented on July 25, 2016 at 1:39 pm

    That was just, confusing. I wish the ending explained more so then the pasta would just explode right in your face with realization.

  • Commented on August 13, 2016 at 8:33 am

    This is an interesting piece.

  • Commented on October 13, 2016 at 10:07 pm

    Seems like two different stories to me.

  • Commented on October 25, 2016 at 10:04 am

    Terrible story if you can call it a story but what I really want to know ……WHO WAS PHONE?

  • Commented on November 2, 2016 at 12:24 pm

    I like your use of language and there is beautiful imagery at times, but I wasn’t intrigued at all.
    There was nothing creepy or weird about this pasta, but it is well written 2/5

  • Commented on November 30, 2016 at 10:14 pm

    I was slightly bored, but intrigued by the irony and how that played into it all. And I am in love with the way worded everything.

  • Person
    Commented on February 1, 2017 at 12:23 am

    This was very confusing. Was there even a plot?
    You’re fairly good a philosophical writing, but I don’t think creepypasta is for you. I think you’d be a lot better at a genre that’s supposed to be slow and philosophical, and maybe a bit longer, so there’s room for more plot with the musings.

  • Commented on March 9, 2017 at 3:24 pm

    This story is so lame I am bored to death, never read this story EVER!

  • Commented on June 3, 2017 at 2:59 am

    I like the philosophy in your writing, but I didn’t feel it was very scary. I feel the story should be expanded or rewritten in a more terrifying fashion.

  • Brittbug95
    Commented on July 13, 2017 at 6:21 am

    I was personally wondering why you were “outside the crowd” and what separated you from the “endless social media and pictures”. Then you just dropped a bomb on us like that. Rude.

  • Commented on September 7, 2017 at 6:04 am

    This wasn’t creepy at all. I’m just really confused.

  • Commented on November 2, 2017 at 4:47 am

    a neat story.

  • Vae Vobis
    Commented on November 10, 2017 at 7:59 am

    Sometimes, as in this case, absurdity is simply absurd.

  • Andrew Hayes
    Commented on November 28, 2017 at 9:17 pm

    [It’s a bug looking at a bug zapper.]

    It’s actually very well thought out once you look at it from the speakers point of view. Very creative!!

  • ScaryStuff
    Commented on June 19, 2018 at 6:31 pm

    This part was the part that got me. Kinda true. Everything begins and ends with you.

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