The greatest problem is the need for a “solution.”

 The greatest problem is the need for a “solution."

― Atrona Grizel

If a person is selective in relationships, that selectiveness will gradually reinforce itself. Because for someone who already forms bonds with very few people, entering a relationship with someone who already has many relationships is destructive: that person distributes everything to everyone, but for the solitary person, that one individual becomes everyone. And therefore, even the smallest detail that the other does not care about becomes catastrophic. Moreover, there is this: most relationships require games. You keep others around you to say, “Look, I could have been with them too.” You spend time with the opposite sex simply to provoke jealousy, to say, “I could have loved others as well.” You close yourself off from that person and open yourself only to others just to say, “Know my value, because I can go to them.” The solitary person, however, will not be able to play these kinds of games, because they have no one. And this, in fact, is the reason their solitude becomes permanent. Because even if rare people exist in theory, in practice almost no one can sustain relationships that do not require games. And even when it is claimed that they exist, they are merely “games that have been stripped of their appearance as games.” In the end, they too are chess boards.

― Atrona Grizel

I never warmed up to relationships being conducted over social media. I always found it repulsive. Inside me there was always a voice saying, “no matter what, this isn’t right.” I was exposed to a youth poisoned by Western pop culture, where every conversation is made up of measuring a person’s worth by their follower count on digital platforms, making “personality analyses” from profile pictures, and turning whether a message was seen or left unanswered into grounds for arguments. This culture, which trades love for love-games and consumes the entire adolescence of a generation, makes me feel the urge to disappear whenever I see someone my age, because I can already sense who they are even before I know themselves. My dreams of writing letters could not go unpunished. Even letters are in their hands now: digitalized sources of dopamine. With one click it is easy to make a “pen pal.” What is impossible in such a world is not instinct and pleasure reigning, but insight and art. What greets the person instead is a degenerate humanity, guardian of a cesspool that takes insight for instinct and art for pleasure.

― Atrona Grizel

For someone who doesn’t need to live because they can live without life, all human pursuits are just childish games. The person is alive, but they no longer “need” to be “alive” like the others do, because they have reached a point where they possess a sense of absolute independence, even from life itself. This actually shows that all love and desires are purely based on addiction, because someone who has perfectly learned to live without them would never enter into any human relationship. In fact, a god doesn’t live because it does not need to. There would be neither humanism nor romanticism if humans were self-sufficient enough. Life is simply a film dictated by those who are dependent on it.

― Atrona Grizel

I listen to music constantly. If I don’t have to go outside, I do so nonstop from morning until night, sometimes for more than ten hours. Do I get bored? No. How could I ever get bored of music? I can’t. They aren’t people, after all. I can listen to the same track enthusiastically all day long, yet even if millions of people come together, they fail to interest me. Unfortunately, there comes a moment when I’m forced to take off my headphones, and the colorful melodies are replaced by people’s gray chatter and laughter. Not everyone has to be a singer, but I don’t have to endure this assault on my ears either.

― Atrona Grizel

I believe that personalities don’t actually exist—only reactions do. Here’s what I mean: someone labeled “introverted” might have been “extroverted” instead, had they been born into a world so fascinating, so irresistibly engaging to them, that their inner world became the outer one. There’s also this: if a human lived not 100 but 1,000 years, would anything like a “personality” still remain? This suggests that what is called “personality” actually exists across infinite time—but since humans can only experience a narrow slice of it, they mistake that fragment for reality and give it the name “personality.” In that case, what does that label even signify? Merely a human being’s subjective response to the single possibility they happened to fall into, out of millions.

― Atrona Grizel

I take full authorship of this myself, denying the world any claim over meaning. Consequently, I dictate reality rather than express opinion. That is, I do not say, “I think this is true,” but rather, “This is true.”

― Atrona Grizel

People say, “accept things as they are.” To do that I would have to give up my imagination. In other words, give up myself. Because this seemingly “virtuous” sentence is actually suggesting me to abandon my visions, blunt my ideals, and live inside the dull geometry of what already exists. But I will not kill the only thing I have—my dreams. If I see things not as they are at their best but as they actually are, why should I keep staying in the world at all?

― Atrona Grizel

A person who works relentlessly toward a goal, putting their whole being into it, is indirectly showing that they are addicted to that goal. This is, in fact, exactly what is called “motivation”: the inability to live without goals.

― Atrona Grizel

Reputation is the enemy of pride.

― Atrona Grizel

If shame, grudge, hatred, sorrow, and all other “condemned” feelings were removed, only one thing would remain: hunger.

― Atrona Grizel

Depth is not connected to knowledge; in fact, it is incompatible with the concept of “knowing.”

― Atrona Grizel

To believe in someone means to be deceived by them. This may be unpleasant, but it also may be pleasant.

― Atrona Grizel

If society lived according to their very beloved saying, “the world is transient,” it would eliminate itself.

― Atrona Grizel

Every rise is a fall, and every fall is a rise.

― Atrona Grizel

Everyone is in every situation necessarily both right and wrong.

― Atrona Grizel

In a world where no one really cares about anyone, someone who expresses that they care more about themselves than others will, of course, always be an “egoist.”

― Atrona Grizel

To be loved by people means to speak to fools and for fools.

― Atrona Grizel

The people who cry out, “Raise your voice!” are not truly farsighted. For their inner feelings still depend on, and remain bound to, the transformation of that “unfair” external order they dislike. Even their very act of fighting exposes their dependence on this very thing they claim to despise. Their outer world governs their inner world like a master over a slave, and the inner world answers with this plea: “Be a more humane tyrant!” Unable to sever themselves from it, they go on lamenting and demanding a “positive change” in this tyrant instead of abolishing it altogether. This is merely a veiled confession: “I desperately need to be enslaved.” In the end, however, resilience always triumphs over resistance.

― Atrona Grizel

The sense of transience and insignificance, born from recalling the vastness of the universe, can be something to struggle against. Accepting this aspect of existence and yet still wandering with unshakable pride and arrogance is not merely ignorance, but a sign of creativity and resilience. For the person has, despite their physical dimensions, brought the entire universe to its knees emotionally and mentally. Through imagination, intellect, and perception, a soul can impose their own existence on broader existence, internalizing it in such a way that they can celebrate themselves to the fullest while being fully aware of the universe’s indifference.

― Atrona Grizel

When I suffer, the first thing I think is, “I wish I could make others suffer.” It’s like packaging the pain that was given to me and posting it to others. Like covertly exploiting their happiness and transferring it to myself. But not externally—internally. My darkest thoughts appear here and I never hesitate to deliberately fan them, because I don’t ask others what I should or shouldn’t do inside my own mind. I do not “heal”; I sharpen my wounds into blades. Thus, by taking a silent revenge on people, I grant a little more fuel to myself that will make me functional. I secretly exploit their suffering for the sake of my own continuity, and the rest does not concern me. I am not merely fantasizing “evil” for pleasure; I am engineering survival with whatever tools I have, and it doesn’t matter if it’s “indiscriminate.”

― Atrona Grizel