Dhaye
Dhaye
Jun 4

Loving him is like an odd thing
What would this absurdity soon bring?
She loves and cares for someone hiding
He's like a phantom in the dark singing...

She and He
#love   #ghost   #she   #he   #phantom   #absurd  
ay to enjoy one's life is to accept the Absurd.
Jeremy Duff
Jeremy Duff
Nov 25, 2012

I've begun to question the very purpose of my existence.
Which is really just a fancy way of saying ''I've been reading too much Albert Camus.''

The only way to enjoy one's life is to accept the Absurd.
To accept that life has no meaning except for the meaning I give it.
No purpose other than the purpose I wish it to have.  
Belief in God is absurd because there is no way to verify his existence.
Belief in the absence of God is absurd because there is no way to verify it.
Trying to believe anything spiritually is absurd because spirits are not science and anything that is not science cannot be verified and is therefore absurd.
Life is absurd.
The purpose of life is reproduction, survival.
Or so it has been verified by science.
Spiritually though, there is no purpose because everything is a purpose.

Dashing stealth.
Bins of wealth.
Perfect health.
Angular retreat.
Clandestine dwellers.
Heart breakers.
Sorrow makers.
Illicit shadows.
Foxes sly.
Hovering as praying birds.
Story catching.
Dream catching.
Truth distorting.
Expose of life.
Un secret de Polichinelle.
Their cameras.
They'll have you believe,
that they never lie.
Underground worms.
Detritus munching.
Anything that makes a buck.
Invasive bloodied journalists.
(C) Livvi

On the journey of the absurd

I'm losing myself
To the darkness of life
The books on my shelf
Have all been read twice
Lonely, cold, dark
Just a few words
To describe how I embark
On the journey of the absurd

so I figure, in this absurd life,
Matt Hanson
May 18, 2013

I pondered life for a while,
Why am I here?,
What is my purpose?,
What will I do with my life?,
Everyone dies eventually,
there will be a time when no one is remembered,
a time, when humans don't exist,
so I figure, in this absurd life,
I might as well try to enjoy myself.

heather
heather
Aug 31, 2013

rational minds
seeking structure
in a
universal
soup
demanding
answers to
only be faced
with
'return to sender.'

mother nature
is one
stubborn
old broad,
must be
where we
got it
from.

Taylor
Taylor
Dec 9, 2013

The air feels dense
Heavy with my inability to
Hold onto my sense of self
I fight my anger in a
Futile attempt to free
Myself of violent stress
Ironic.

absurd
Elizabeth Squires

they are bound
they are kept in
they are never allowed
to be free
under containment
what do I speak of
they are my words
at a past location
they'd been
scrutinized
checked
observed
to
make
sure
that
none
of
them
were too free in their expression
for a strict code
of
conduct
was
in
place
and far too often
I'd
gone
out
of
the
rules
borders
so much for saying
what one
really
wants
to
say
at my previous location
that
right
was
taken
away
it's
as
though
the straight jacket
had been placed
on
my
words
and
it
to me
seems
rather
absurd

 
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