the First Role..
We desire, deliberate and decide,
without any requirement for ultimate explanation.
We simply want what we want.
Impulse breeds action.
Here in the First Role, our life is coherent.
the Second Role…
The Second peers over at the First,
unencumbered by skin and games,
Distant. Untangled. Drifting above the fray.
Here in the Second Role, it’s all so much clearer.
Scale, cause and impact reveal themselves.
From here, everything over there is arbitrary.
From here, everything over there is contingent.
Its not your fault screams the Second,
but the First is deaf to reason.
the Tragedy…
We play both starring roles simultaneously.
Forced to care deeply about what happens,
and cursed with knowing,
that nothing really matters.
We play the embroiled participant,
raging at the coalface,
eaten up by everything.
And the detached observer,
accepting an end to all justification.
The Tragedy of Consciousness.
We know it’s all a joke,
and yet, we cannot laugh.
And so, predictably, we say,
this cannot be!
But it is.
And so we suffer.
