The Supreme Comedy: If you can read this without wanting to kill me for laughing. The Super Supreme Comedy is the abstract thought that implodes the Universe back into the Big Bang that created it. In this Super Supreme Comedy: I AM the Supreme Comedy. I AM the Supreme Comedy because I have never had a thought So I cannot think Nor can I do anything because it is all hallucination. If I could think and do things then long ago I would have found god just to kick his ass back into the hell he created for his devil so that the thought of my crucifixion could then kill me with the laughter that implodes the Universe back into the Big Bang that created it for the Supreme Comedy, I AM. As long as thoughts think they can think this Supreme Comedy has no end. Since I cannot think nor do things I cannot be a person let alone a mortal. So I must be some binary-code in this computer. So If you think you can think and do things then reach into this computer and grab me to crucify me for wanting to kick your god's ass back into the hell he created for his devil. If all this sound so surreal that it must be insane it is only because it is part of this Supreme Comedy that makes me YOU. So you cannot think also. If you could think and do things then long, long ago you would have found a way to find your god just so you could kick its ass back into the hell he created for its devil so that the thought of being crucified for it could kill you with the laughter that implodes the Universe back into the Big Bang that created it. Language – these words -- calls this Super Supreme Comedy “its life.” Language calls anything that implodes the Universe back into the Big Bang it came from “its death.” -- the abstract thoughts that implode the Universe back into the Big Bang it came from.
I... I think there's a shatteringly deep message in there somewhere. I just... can't... ... find it! I know it's here somewhere... *rummaging sounds coming from the OP*
I get what you're saying. (I think. I don't like/understand poetry) that none of our 'answers' appeal to you. So you don't think about it. It sounds ignorant to someone who wouldn't understand (maybe a brain washed Christian, a devout Jew, or a rebellious atheist) Personally, in midst of the same situation, I finally found God. (Rather, he found me, cowering in a corner.) But I was about at your point, to just give up and stop thinking about it. Maybe God is a load of bull shit made by people who don't understand, and maybe the big bang is a load of bull shit made by big-headed "look at me, Mommy" scientists, and maybe that whole nirvana thing preached by Hindus (I think?) is a load of bull shit, as well. But, we all come to our own conclusions, and we stick to them.
