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Hell is here         And here         And everywhere you don't want it to be You cut to the part of the play where we see Rome burning         YOU: Sisyphus! Here is your rock!         ME: Thanks, I thought I lost it! I hit pause. Up I go and down I come a Merry-go-round that throws up red water Free as a stallion Free as a show pony Running running running— You pull me back into the auditorium         With a thought unheard in an unclean         Chalice I can't help but drink from Water from my head filling the crevices that are Hidden deep Deeper Deepest and— Cue the [crash]! and [burn]! (Ha! Get it! You’re burning in hell!) That’s all this is, isn’t it? A carefully scripted (comedy) tragedy by a (God) Devil. I read the script again. You’re drowning in the fire of your sins "Condemned by the Father you once loved Like an unfulfilled prayer Gathering dust in hell." I throw it in the fire.         Running running running.
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Nov 23, 2021
Nov 23, 2021 at 1:39 PM UTC
**** you søren kierkegaard
Hell is here         And here         And everywhere you don't want it to be You cut to the part of the play where we see Rome burning         YOU: Sisyphus! Here is your rock!         ME: Thanks, I thought I lost it! I hit pause. Up I go and down I come a Merry-go-round that throws up red water Free as a stallion Free as a show pony Running running running— You pull me back into the auditorium         With a thought unheard in an unclean         Chalice I can't help but drink from Water from my head filling the crevices that are Hidden deep Deeper Deepest and— Cue the [crash]! and [burn]! (Ha! Get it! You’re burning in hell!) That’s all this is, isn’t it? A carefully scripted (comedy) tragedy by a (God) Devil. I read the script again. You’re drowning in the fire of your sins "Condemned by the Father you once loved Like an unfulfilled prayer Gathering dust in hell." I throw it in the fire.         Running running running.
some background to perhaps understand the poem: so i made the mistake of reading Fear and Trembling by kierkegaard and went through an existential crisis. kierkegaard basically argues that all that we do in life—all our hobbies, exercises, day-to-day activities—are simply things we use to ignore and keep us ignorant from the fact that life ultimately has no meaning from an individual standpoint. nothing matters. This isnt a new idea that i didnt know about before or anything but idk reading his work just shook me. and so i made this poem alkdsjfh so uh yeah aslkdjf just a small background
#existentialism#existentialcrisis#philosophy
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Nov 23, 2021
Nov 23, 2021 at 1:39 PM UTC
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