Existence Without Existing | The Red Raven, part 4
What did it mean to exist without ever existing at all? How did it feel?
Is that the illusion of self? A voice whispered.
For a moment Joseph thought about it; it was a miserable moment. Each time he came close to something, he felt numb inside, and it frightened him.
Because he did not understand. Anything. Because he did not know what was happening to him, or what had ever happened to him, or what would happen to him.
Or if there was anything at all.
“Who is the truth?” the stranger asked.