“You were born screaming into the void, and the void never stopped listening.”
Existential Dread is the uninvited houseguest that redecorates your sense of meaning in shades of nihilism. It shows up at 3AM with a slideshow of your regrets and no snacks.
Your root and crown chakras are in an ideological fistfight. You're simultaneously floating and falling. A spiritual paradox with no Wi-Fi.
If treated promptly with intention and irreverence, dread can be transmuted into deep clarity. Ignore it and it may fester into a philosophy degree.
