Meaning in Meaninglessness

Discovering Purpose Through the Lens of Meaninglessness

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In the quiet hours, I wandered far,

Chasing meanings like the morning star.

Through valleys deep and mountains high,

I searched for truths in endless sky.

Yet all I found was silence there,

Life’s meaning hidden, thin as air.

I paused and breathed, my heart unbound,

And in the stillness, truth was found.

Life is a canvas, blank and wide,

No grand design or rules to guide.

Its meaninglessness, a gift so pure,

For I can shape it, that’s for sure.

No path is fixed, no fate is drawn,

I am the artist at each dawn.

In this freedom, I feel alive,

For I decide how I will thrive.

The beauty of life lies in its space,

To choose my meaning, set my pace.

In its void, I find my light —

And that, to me, makes life so bright.

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