joke

The joke called life, you know it's a joke, you know you're being laughed at, yet and yet...

Be a joker and use the joke to get beyond.

The entire human enterprise for that one spark of comprehesion, for that understanding; what can be so illustrious that an experiment so grand be designed; that millions live to just pass on their comprehensions to the generation next forewarning them of the pitfalls; the end result of this great motion, of this gradual sense of perfection in minute steps that we achieve; what be their purpose, the motive that millions live and die and another million come to sing and dance, love and hate, and go on and go on and go on; the musicians entertain, the singers sing, the poets get inspired, we have an entire system to serve the system to serve the system to serve the system and on it goes till maybe you don't know which system you serve; but maybe this is the way, is the way to that comprehension or maybe it is not; the helplessness of not knowing, of having a deadline for your game, death what else but this; and what is the experiment for which we so assiduously serve or no experiment at all; yet then why not clear it is to the millions that what is it for which they drudge, a blinkered memory is a simplistic delusion into which we delude ourselves; yet beautiful it is, the feelings and emotions; can't through these capers the way be found; the simple beauty of understanding, the thrill of understanding, the joy of understanding...as I move on...move on in search of the truth.