“A loveless world is a dead world, and always there comes an hour when one is weary of prisons, of one’s work, and of devotion to duty, and all one craves for is a loved face, the warmth and wonder of a loving heart.”
Albert Camus, The Plague
Illustrated tension Absurdity artist Recurrence's known ending Sufficient Sisyphean sweat Salvation sought Though never found Nausea overflow Trek onward nevertheless? Squeeze life's rock Bears no soup Continue anyway Strong hands outcome Grim smile irrigates Desert fields Fleeting cactus blooms Desolation rebellion Triumph precedes fall Unchangeable plot Yet climb up again Ephemeral mountaintop Infinite fire legend Give me life instead Great feeling brief warmth Love embers burn to happy ash
Roman Ryan 