We all stand at the edge of precipice
Not afraid of falling,
But afraid of jumping,
Why do we even think of jumping?
Could it be the burden of existence?
Could it be the burden of loneliness?
Could it be the burden of keeping up with society’s standards?
Or could it be that it makes no difference?
We immerse ourselves in mundane tasks
We push the rock forever and ever just as Sisyphus did
Struggling to find meaning in this absurd universe
Do we do this to forget the precipice?
Or Are we resigning to the “fate/nature/god/nothingness”
Whatever be it
Enjoy the vista from precipice
It might be the only sane thing to do
Before we jump or we fall
Inspired by : From a dialogue in movie “Margin Call”