It was May 21, the day I had a philosophical epiphany. I had realized that I was a nihilist. What is even more ironic is that two days before this realization, my ignorance of this philosophy was considerable to say the least. It all started with a thread I created on a philosophy forum called The Nihilistic Paradox. The gist of my thread was that if nihilists don't believe in anything, isn't it contradictory that they support nihilism? A friend of mine from the forums was quick to point out that this is a common misconception among people about nihilism, which consequently becomes a stereotype attributed to all nihilists. He stated that nihilists (he was specifically referring to existential nihilists while debating me and others in the thread.) do not believe in anything but rather believe that life has no meaning, purpose or of objective values. Needless to say, the thread grew considerably and an intense debate ensued. This ultimately led to my friend asking me and everyone else in the thread to do the proper research and hold ourselves accountable. The first source I referred to was the website: www.nihil.org, which is a website entirely dedicated to the philosophy of nihilism. . Reading the definition of nihilism given on the site, it was as if I had opened a door and a blinding light greeted me on the other side. Nihilists were not people who drowned in the oceans of their own despair and agony as they bitterly contemplated the nothingness of life. On the contrary, nihilists are people who believe that life does indeed have meaning, but as my friend said: it was not objective. The nihilist instead believes that the meaning of life is that which the self creates in the middle of a paper... er while debating the very concept of it. The children were and continue to be active nihilists and they are and continue to be blissfully ignorant of this. It was then that I knew that active nihilism was my true path. It was then that I understood that exalting my freedom and freeing myself from my society was not an arduous undertaking but rather as simple as the child chasing the sun on the sidewalk on his bicycle. I will continue to seek the truth and morality that define me until I touch the sun or my legs give way in the desert and the sand buries me alongside Nietzsche and all beings who have attempted it. ascension towards the ideal of Ubermensch. I have never felt so free or so eager to discover the truth. I may have put myself in prison, wandering aimlessly in my cell searching for truth and identity until death, but at the end of the day, it's a life sentence I'm more than willing to to purge..