Chefjeff gloomily eats a bowl of instant oatmeal and curses the cold and wind as he ponders the tragic, inescapable stench of aimless despair in an existence bereft of any real purpose. All the while giving considerable thought to the onerous, paradigmatic existential philosophical notion deftly put forth by Albert Camus in his work, ‘The Myth of Sisyphus’:
Does Mankind’s futile search for meaning, unity and clarity in the face of an unintelligible world devoid of God, eternal truths or values require a genuine, authentic man of substance and intellectual honesty to consider the dubious notion of suicide as viable and self-evident recourse, if it might actually require him to act as such? Or is any verifiable and true reward of self-fulfillment, genuine meaning or self-actualization established within the very struggle for this meaning?
you tell me,….
Man’s struggle means nothing in a universal sense, because it matters not how much or how we look at pushing that rock up the mountain because we all return back to what we came from; cosmic debris.
The god’s true punishment to Sisyphus was the curse of consciousness, which you could argue is also mankind’s curse.
If you could not distinguish between what is real, or what is imagined, then there would be no discourse and no questioning of existence and its meaning…why even contemplate suicide, if you do not even know if you exist? Suicide/natural death just returns you to the elements that makes up your body, and will in geologic/universe time make up the insides of a star, or a new planet altogether, and really negates any other deeper meaning to the act then what it is.
So, with that said, you can make your time on this spinning rock, orbiting a hot burning ball of gas….chicken shit or chicken salad. And my chicken salad does contain fruit ;p
Did I pass?
you’re quite the hybrid! Carl Sagan meets Jean Paul Sartre.
You absolutely pass
Some truly wonderful information, Gladiolus I found this. “Nice guys finish last, but we get to sleep in.” by Evan Davis.
Hello, you used to write fantastic, but the last few posts have been kinda boring… I miss your super writings. Past several posts are just a little bit out of track! come on!”In politics stupidity is not a handicap.” by Napoleon Bonaparte.