who or what

30.01.2026

A: Who or what are you writing for now?

S: Because no one wants me to. For no one. For nothing.

A: You would be a complete nihilist as a writer?

S: What can you expect from this world? If you expected something, you would be disappointed. So it is better not to expect.

A: What is the point of doing a pointless task? Why write if there is no reader? Why write if there is nothing?

S: You want to talk about a task with a point? Where is my just reward for being a genius, for being good, for doing more, for being better than everyone else?

A: You who hate this world and the people in it, you who thinks that nothing is good enough for you, why do you write?

S: I spit upon everyone and everything.

A: Why not forgive everyone and everything?

S: How many chances can you give someone?

A: Yet you are writing. You think that someone will listen. That someone will read. What good will it do you? What is there to expect now from a reader? You no longer care about sympathy, agreement, good will, love, anything.

S: It is not that I don’t care. It is knowing that I will never get anything. There is nothing to be had from this world and these people in it.

A: People hate your cynicism and pessimism.

S: When they can become great like me, then I will care what they think of me, these cheating and lying, jealous fucking bastards that won’t give me anything that I deserve.