What brings you joy pleasure enjoyment or excitement?

[Still here]

Being alone somewhere deep in the woods somehow brings me joy....

 

[no mas]

I only get borrowed joy, pleasure, excitement. My feelings in general.

I borrow a kind of joy from my dreams, being someone not in my circumstances, only half of the joy since this always bring me anguish while dreaming, I know fully well that these are merely dreams. Recently I've just dreamt of climbing Mt. Everest, or a replica of it without the harsh conditions–what a trek that was, my body ached and seemingly lived it when I woke up.

I also share half of joy of the characters written in pages. I reckon I live more in pages and in my mind than I do in real life, where I am nothing, and because I am nothing, I can imagine being everything.

That's what it seemingly comes down to for many of us Nothings. You fought that mountain on your own in a battle of heart and soul. But you weren't alone. That mountain vibrates and the past souls were still on that mountain with you. We all matter, and by physics matter cannot be created nor destroyed, therefore we still matter. And since Nothing (including Us Nothings) cannot stop vibrating, everything does, we're altering vibrations in everything we come in contact with at all times. So our vibrational impact and spirit is everywhere, and yet we seem paradoxically so static and nowhere...other than in our dreams. Maybe pure unadulterated nothingness exists in another dimension, and those of us who choose to leave earlier than the pro-lifers who's motto is "nothing's worth dying for", have already figured it out, or we are willing to accept the inherent risk in that transition. Nothings free...there's a price to pay for the stay, nothings included, everything has a cost.

 

[merlinscries]

Nothing. Literally nothing. Imagine you can't focus on anything for longer than a few minutes, lose track again and forget everything - continuously ? Where focusing on anything is painful so you have to space out or find something worthwhile which eventually hurts you too? My add is so bad it's like I'm trying to watch a distorted movie. And all I know are a few factoids that I inappropriately bring into conversation at times. What kind of life is that ? The only thing literally keeping me from killing myself is my family at this point.

 

[Dark Moon]

Before I would have said entertainment and video games, also collecting video game items. Nowadays it's nothing because I'm not that interested in them anymore.

 

[Amnesiac_88]

Painting and drawing used to bring me joy, but lately the only thing that makes me feel good is being locked up in my room with no sunlight and no human interaction