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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Eyjj8BgsBGU&ab_channel=DwayneL

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After all was said and done

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There I was,

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Backed into another corner 

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And begging the cosmos for an explanation.

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How could it be?

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That in life we fabricate our wars

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In order to perpetuate a victory?

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Is there not more?

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Is that not the extent of its meaning?

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To live?

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Provided that when provoked 

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By a touch from the terrible

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We're forced to cultivate for ourselves,

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Then, and instead,

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The pursuit of some-another beautiful?

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Is there not more than that?

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Lessons learnt in happenstance,

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In chance, the pretense of fate, 

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Or astronomically comical coincidence?

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Is there not space in this equation,

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Room, 

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For manifestations of the miraculous?

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Is it not enough to say that I survived?

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To declare that I stayed alive

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Until then the requisite impetus to live

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Would cease in its prerogative to exist?

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Is there not more to life, and love, then happiness?

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Or is it not just if 

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That when threatened to become legend

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We only evoke our perseverance

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To prevent it then from becoming myth? 

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Is it all just the cosmetic?

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The rites and ritual of Sisyphus?

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Destined for perpetuation?

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Contest with the Absurd?

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Amidst such an impartially cruel,

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Meteoric struggle for survival

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So to inevitably exact its own reverse?

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How could that be so?

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That when faced with a notion of the eternal,

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Against the inescapability of death,

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That the essence of life could seem so hollow?

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Or that happiness might prove so meaningless?

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Author's Note

(The Fatal Queries of the Ascetic)

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Absurdism

Reviews

[John the Baptist]

Made me think of Peggy Lee's old song "Is that all there is?" Pascal said something to the effect that all of man's trouble stems from his inability to sit alone in a room. Perhaps if we could do that, allowing ourselves the chance to surrender to our basic Iamness, we might see something more than this apparently absurd existence.

[Ookpik]

Perhaps, though this was meant rhetorically and I can't really say definitively it would or not (I spend a lot of time alone in small rooms and have yet to be struck by any revelational answers).

Though if I had to guess, I'd say that in some form or another, the line on surrender is probably the most apt direction to take.

In simple language:

By surrendering to the absurd, we no longer place ourselves in contest with it. And by circumnavigating this contest we give ourselves the space to find happiness while amidst it.

I think the Taoists call it 'getting out of your own way'

[Ookpik]

**can't really say definitively whether...**