A Story From Ecclesiastes: A 100 Word Story
May 08, 2013 flash fictionThis isn't a story.
You want purpose? You want some kind of reassurance that there is meaning?
There is no evidence that there is meaning. None.
Faith, maybe, but no evidence.
As far as we know, there's just a huge, empty, terrifying blank. A vast nothing, throwing your brainstem into survival instinct protective recoil. It's terrifying, no matter how many times you look at it.
You want to just give up. To give in to the nothing.
And then you get up. You go on. You do something awesome anyway.
Then it gains meaning.
Only then does it becomes story.