42.
Sure.
A decent punchline.
At least it doesn’t lie to you.
Religion always does.
It sells you answers
like cheap cigarettes.
You cough.
You keep buying.
Camus says it’s the absurd.
Fine.
The world doesn’t care.
I already knew that
by the way mornings feel.
So you make your own way.
Or you don’t.
Most people don’t.
I can live with it.
Most days.
If I don’t think too hard
about how easy it is
to get lost
and call it choice.
Jan 21
Jan 21, 2026 at 10:52 PM UTC
42.
Sure.
A decent punchline.
At least it doesn’t lie to you.
Religion always does.
It sells you answers
like cheap cigarettes.
You cough.
You keep buying.
Camus says it’s the absurd.
Fine.
The world doesn’t care.
I already knew that
by the way mornings feel.
So you make your own way.
Or you don’t.
Most people don’t.
I can live with it.
Most days.
If I don’t think too hard
about how easy it is
to get lost
and call it choice.
Keep walking forward without pretending the ground is sacred.
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