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As a young man I went out and wrestled with the biggest, baddest problem I could find. I solved not a jot but I learned plenty. The Weapon threw the gauntlet down a the feet of poor, bedraggled human beings. It demanded some change in the nature of the spirit; something that inspires the poet. The central dilemma of this problem was the nature of scenarios that could be developed in relation to something very real if not probably. Therefore, a stop in the flow of continuity and, so, absurdity. Well, a young man asks, what is wrong with absurdity? It can be quite pleasurable from time to time since it removes huge amounts of responsibility from the being and signals that, perhaps, a possibility exists that didn't exist before. Perhaps we can create the world anew! This is one reason why youth is so attracted to absurdity and often wears it like an old bear skin. It hides and dances in the bear skin knowing what will meet it if it throws it off. The world-as-it-is can penetrate deeply and disturb our sleep. The world-as-it-is rushes into the other possible lives and uses them shamelessly. A ghastly period without a doubt. The trick is to find the right relation to these huge categories that represent a world. What would the end of the world entail? Do we boast that we can imagine such a thing? Why is consciousness so brave that it says, "ah yes, the end of he world, bring it on. I am tired of this life." If a consciousness is tired of life why doesn't it have the decency to step aside and allow life that wants to live have a chance in the mighty world? It seems rather senseless. What does it gain a man to know the things we try to know in this world at this time? At the very least it is necessary to let it roll in and roll out and secure a relation to what rolls.
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