Lamentations on the Nothingness of Being Quotes

“All of humanity’s inventions will fade into dust with time. The rats and cockroaches will remain.”
― Simon Brass, Lamentations on the Nothingness of Being

“Anyone who has never experienced insomnia cannot be taken seriously as an individual.”
― Simon Brass, Lamentations on the Nothingness of Being

“There is an emptiness in life that cannot be described, about which one cannot speak. We must pass over it in silence”
― Simon Brass, Lamentations on the Nothingness of Being

“I guess that some of us who have no why to live can still bear almost any how.”
― Simon Brass, Lamentations on the Nothingness of Being

“Everyone knows that the Protocols of the Elders of Zion are a blatant forgery. This ludicrous document was fabricated by the real-world dominators – the Amish.”
― Simon Brass, Lamentations on the Nothingness of Being

“Not even a bus can save us now”
― Simon Brass, Lamentations on the Nothingness of Being

“That which does not kill me only makes me disappointed.”
― Simon Brass, Lamentations on the Nothingness of Being

“Hemingway said that happiness in intelligent people was rare but shit even contentment amongst the mediocre is hard to fathom.”
― Simon Brass, Lamentations on the Nothingness of Being

“We are always awaiting the Messiah that never arrives. I long for bygone days where every dawn brought a new eschatology and an interminable queue of prophets preached humanity’s impending salvation as if it were syndicated. It must have been joyous to receive a fresh messiah weekly, and to be regaled with inspiring tales of the glory that lay ahead.”
― Simon Brass, Lamentations on the Nothingness of Being

“I am the fifth revelation. I am the fifth revelation”
― Simon Brass, Lamentations on the Nothingness of Being

“I have been sent, and am guided, by his Holiness Hailie Salasie. No one gets to the father except through Lord Salasie. Praise be upon him.”
― Simon Brass, Lamentations on the Nothingness of Being

“Who would trust a Nazi?”
― Simon Brass, Lamentations on the Nothingness of Being

“My favorite dystopia has always been going out for a walk around the neighborhood”
― Simon Brass, Lamentations on the Nothingness of Being

“There is a good reason as to why the Truth can only be found on internet discussion boards populated by uneducated middle-aged men, who may or may not be living in their parent’s basement. They are the only ones among us who are so unsuccessful that they are able to avoid mainstream society altogether and the unrelenting bombardment of false flags projected through the media.”
― Simon Brass, Lamentations on the Nothingness of Being

“I asked myself why individuals we perceive as uneducated, lowly, (and quite frankly borderline useless) always seem to be the ones to discover these mastermind plots. After much thought I have become convinced that scientists, academics, and so-called ‘experts’ can never be trusted in such cases. One has to rely on extraordinarily unextraordinary individuals like Bill to show us the Truth.”
― Simon Brass, Lamentations on the Nothingness of Being

“Everybody knows that conspiracy theories are false flags disseminated by agents of the Deep State. They are used to distract the masses from the real events that the Government is concealing from us daily.”
― Simon Brass, Lamentations on the Nothingness of Being

“Within the elaborate tableau of illusions weaved by every optimist lies a cynic longing to escape from its cave. This is not a world redeemed, but one saturated with oppression and misery. That is its currency. I feel as if I am Atlas, but instead of carrying the weight of the world on my shoulders, I am crushed beneath its injustice”
― Simon Brass, Lamentations on the Nothingness of Being

“Today, I am going to kill myself. Or maybe tomorrow, I don’t know”
― Simon Brass, Lamentations on the Nothingness of Being

“If only the wanderer could have seen the real city. He imagined it beautiful and untainted, a forgotten relic of bygone days”
― Simon Brass, Lamentations on the Nothingness of Being

“X steps forward, takes a deep breath, and spins the wheel.”
― Simon Brass, Lamentations on the Nothingness of Being

“We are always awaiting the Messiah that never arrives. I long for bygone days where every dawn brought a new eschatology and an interminable queue of prophets preached humanity’s impending salvation as if it were syndicated. It must have been joyous to receive a fresh messiah weekly, and to be regaled with inspiring tales of the glory that lay ahead. When those false idols were smashed others took their place, from progress to the realization of History. None of this means anything to the cockroaches or rats anyway.”
― Simon Brass, Lamentations on the Nothingness of Being

“Don’t you have goals or dreams?”

“I can’t think of a dream worth believing in or a goal worth aspiring to. How about making it through today… is that a dream or a goal?”
― Simon Brass, Lamentations on the Nothingness of Being

“The inaugural Unite the Bright Rally had come to an unceremonious conclusion and its Grand Wizard was plunged into the otherwise dark and peaceful Charlottetown night.”
― Simon Brass, Lamentations on the Nothingness of Being

“Here the professor fell silent and looked again at the camera crew. They, too, were silent and stared at him in astonishment. In anguish, the professor threw his tiki torch to the ground, where it broke into several pieces and went out. “I have come too early, my time is not yet. They have not realized that intelligence is dead, and yet they have done it themselves.”
― Simon Brass, Lamentations on the Nothingness of Being

“Whither is intelligence? I will tell you. We have killed it – you and I.”
― Simon Brass, Lamentations on the Nothingness of Being

“As I do my best to haggle down the prices further, Mr. Williams responds with a pained expression on his face, “Oh my, you can’t seriously believe that I could let you have that box set of The Big Bang Theory for anything less than $30. You must be dreaming… you must simply be dreaming.

It’s all a big dream really, a nightmarish spectacle that feels completely at home in a society infatuated with the idea of attaining profit at all costs. I could never figure out to write in that unmistakable Kafkaesque style, and then I realized that narrating an average day in suburbia would suffice.”
― Simon Brass, Lamentations on the Nothingness of Being

“I see that you’re about to leave, Rick. I just wanted to make sure that you didn’t miss the Thighmaster over there? Well, what about the Tiddy Bear or the Talking TP; the Slap Chop or the Hawaii Chair? How about a Booty Pop for your wife to save that failing marriage… Just so you know, that immaculately manicured lawn in front of your house isn’t enough to stifle the sound of fighting coming from your window late at night. Surely the one thing missing from your life is an Eggstractor. Think about how much happier you and your wife would be if you didn’t have to peel all those eggs. I’m only trying to save your marriage, Rick.”
― Simon Brass, Lamentations on the Nothingness of Being

“On Sundays when I need something to lift my spirits, I do one of two things: I patrol the neighborhood scouring the items on display at garage sales, or I go to a box store. I crave the fleeting bliss of object accumulation. It’s an escape from reality, but I don’t feel any shame. At the end of the day that’s what we’re all in the market for.”
― Simon Brass, Lamentations on the Nothingness of Being