Three lie before me: faith, death, consent.
Inescapable tributary, all go through you.
One will prevail, of this I am sure.
Lucidity has found me, awareness is mine.
The fog of distance scatters.
Rugged landscape,
Bizarre, unforgiving, unabashed.
Beams reflect, rallying burden.
Magnifying eminence that plagues.
Disorienting tempo,
Aridity pervading.
This terrain, neither hell nor mirage,
Repels fiction with its polarity.
Existence undressed,
Reality laid bare.
A seething, wild force, pure and raw.
I traced logic, drew all conclusions,
And came to the crossroads of thought.
The desert of absurdity, its brilliance revolting.
Compels me to accept my lot.
Ceaseless mining - we scour for meaning,
A world devoid of purpose and truth.
Thus awakes the absurd, its dissonance engulfs me.
