I’m sorry you’ve been falling into it. Nihilism is one of these words that has seeped into our everyday language, but people forget that Nietzsche’s nihilism diagnosis was a claim about the loss of transcendent values. It’s related to what we were just talking about. One of the ways Nietzsche defined nihilism is that it is what happens “when there is no Truth.” Modern secular people say they don’t believe in absolute Truth, but “there is no truth” is a truth claim. Instead, we have “my truth,” which doesn’t mean anything. It actually just means power—eventually “my truth” will come up against “your truth”—since there isn’t The Truth, all that is left is power. It’s the same with all of our other values. Now, we are subordinate to the market, which has infected every aspect of our lives: we are becoming timeless, placeless, history-less individuals, seeking the immediate fulfillment of our most base desires, scrambling for scraps of validation… We are nihilists. The Novelist is largely about trying to emerge from nihilism.

Earlier today Nicolette reminded me of an HTMLGIANT piece, where I kept saying how nothing is inherently good or bad… This is almost always just cope for living a shitty life. But tbh, I don’t know how much philosophy has helped me. I think “coming up against myself” enough to get humbled and then focusing on actions outside of my comfort zone—like prayer, nourishing friendships, lifting weights, trying to continually, incrementally change—helps more than anything. There are things we can only understand through the act; trying to understand everything beforehand doesn’t work. The Truth is not something you can just think or say. Truth does not belong to the Smarty-pants; it belongs to the fully alive human being, who increasingly conforms himself to Love.