Nothing Really Matters

On the strange paradox of meaninglessness — and the deep capacity we have to make meaning anyway.

Some questions don’t have answers, and asking them anyway is part of being alive.

Nothing really matters
And nothing lasts forever
Yet the human spirit endeavors
Through countless tales and journeys

We have our beliefs, we have our dreams
Even knowing not all is what it seems
We feel and feel deeply, we even fall in love
Sometimes we are taken advantage of

We’ve always been close yet so far away
The world shapes us in many different ways
But remember, what we say and what we do
Will always reflect upon you

We’re complex, yet simple
Sometimes the hard things in life
Have the easiest solutions
While we’re here, we can be one of them

If nothing matters and we still endeavor anyway, that’s not a failure of logic — that’s the whole gift. We get to make meaning even when the meaning isn’t built in.

— JTC

Stay close to the words.

New verses, twice a month. No spam — just words built to linger.