In the tapestry of chaos, where reason meets its end, Human existence, a riddle, a script hard to comprehend. Absurdity dances, a macabre ballet, On the stage of life, where meaning may decay.
In the labyrinth of paradox, absurdity takes its stance, A carnival of folly, a whimsical, wild dance. Each step a puzzle, a labyrinth of jest, Humanity’s journey, an enigma at best.
In the carnival of existence, where laughter intertwines, Seriousness dissipates, absurdity defines. Gravity of purpose, a fleeting mirage, Life’s meaning eludes, an elusive collage.
In the theater of paradox, roles intertwine, Wisdom and folly, a surreal design. Reason falters, sanity’s grip slips, In the carnival of absurdity, reality trips.
Sisyphus, with his boulder, eternally contends, A futile pursuit, where meaning suspends. The absurdity of labor, a cosmic jest, In the grand theater of life, irony is the best.
In the cosmic comedy, where punchlines are profound, Humans tread lightly, on uncertain ground. Existence a jest, a cosmic charade, Absurdity, the master, in this grand arcade.
Through the corridors of chaos, where paradox prevails, Human folly echoes in enigmatic tales. In the absurdity of living, a kaleidoscope unfolds, A mystery, a paradox, a story yet untold.
