Does Life Have Any Meaning? What is our purpose on the Planet?
My Life is a Hopeless Void where I am a meaningless creature
I dissolve into my Nothingness...
I sit here in sackcloth and ashes...
My Hopes and Dreams have Faded...
I'm past my prime...
Life and Love have passed me by...
No more Love for me...
Reality has set in...
Days of Romance are gone forever...
As I enter middle-age my beauty has deserted me...
Only my wits and intelligence to live by now
For my body has betrayed me....
A Solitary Reflects on Her Existence
Psalm 42
This is one of these days I am reflecting on A Death in Venice by Thomas Mann and The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock. Right now I am not aging gracefully or happily.