Wednesday, May 16, 2007

Mired

Day 1

Time is funny. It does not obey laws. Neither do people, generally.

How can anyone live on? How can anyone bear living out his life? Humans just eat, sleep and work, accompanied by some hedonistic activities that have no meaning by itself. Nothing has meaning in this world. Why should watching movies, listening to music bear any significance at all to life, except placating the hedonistic soul? Why should helping people have any meaning at all but extending the life, and hence the sorrows of others? Amelioration brings temporary happiness which is later drowned in the depthless sorrow that we call life.

As my life plays on, the droning dirge suffocates me as I languish in that eternal darkness of my mind. Life plays on.

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