Behold - the pointless modern man!

The pointless man does pointless things

Day in.

Day out.

To survive in a modern capitalist society, to procure pointless things and pointless experiences, chasing after pointless goals artificially created by other man who are equally clueless.

Mind-numbing.

Soul-crushing.

No matter how hard the pointless man tries to reframe his pointless existence, the pointless tasks and all the pointless procured things and experiences

they are still fundamentally… pointless.

Rinse.

Repeat.

This sum total of pointlessness could not be underestimated: add the daily, repeated tedium up and compound it with the sheer pointlessness of everything, the pointlessness becomes painfully unbearable - some call this despair.

Days.

Years.

Pointless man tried everything possible in between - religion, drank the kool-aid of self-hoaxing like practicing gratitude, having a cute 10-things-you-are-grateful-for-today list (lol) and cute vacations, breaks and cute therapies.

Cute.

Ineffectual.

Nothing ever works - pointless man tried everything he knew to get out of this quagmire.

Which year is this?

Where did all the days go?

Dazed.

Confused.

All of a sudden, the pointless man pointless yet painless and yet painful existence is prematurely snuffed out.

Alas! A pointless life made up of pointless tasks, full of pointless things and experiences has finally met his well-deserved reward: a pointless end - what and where is the purpose for the existence of the pointless man?

"If a tree falls in a forest and no one is around to hear it, does it make a sound?"

“One must imagine Sisyphus happy“