Voidian Poetry Volume 64

Fleeting Thoughts! is the final category of my Voidian poetry, a gathering of pieces that refuse to sit neatly within a single theme. This collection moves freely across styles and genres: some poems unfold as brief narratives, others carry a gothic edge, while many drift into the philosophical, metaphysical, spiritual, or mystical. Certain pieces explore love and tenderness; others descend into unease, fear, or outright horror. These poems reflect the shifting currents of my own thoughts as I continue to examine the many faces of the human condition.

A gentle warning is necessary. While some readers naturally seek the Light, I have always been drawn toward the Darkness. Much of my writing — poetry and novels alike — dwells on the shadowed aspects of humanity. I do this because I believe we cannot move toward the Light without first acknowledging the Darkness. Even the brightest Light casts shadows, and those shadows remain part of who we are. To ignore them is to misunderstand ourselves.

For this reason, my work is not suited to younger or vulnerable minds. I write primarily to confront the persistent question that has followed me throughout my life: Why? Yet, I also write for those willing to look into the abyss, not for the thrill of it, but in the hope that by doing so they may see the Light more clearly and recognise how essential it is if we are to endure.

Wisdom rarely arrives quickly, and even when it does, applying it is difficult. Power resists change, and the world often remains shaped by those who benefit from keeping others in their place. My views come from decades of experience and long study of humanity's darker tendencies through philosophy, sociology, psychology, and criminology. Even so, I still believe we possess immense potential — for great good or great harm. The direction we choose matters.

I have never sought fame or wealth. I prefer a quiet life, free from such traps. Treat others with fairness and respect, and you are more likely to receive the same. If we lived this way, many needless conflicts might end.

We are not as different as we imagine, and we are all connected. If we wish to live better lives, we must walk with compassion.

The choice, as always, rests with the reader.