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daily renewal.

like sisyphus and prometheus, we too, are immortal souls subject to a daily renewal.

sisyphus has his boulder and he will never reach the top. prometheus has his liver torn out by an eagle each day at lunchtime; the eagle will never stop. why do the myths speak of daily punishment, setting this expectation that pain will naturally issue from a destiny fulfilled? why do our days bring the promise of routine destruction and nothing more?

because the other half is up to us; we bring the balance. to the regularly scheduled program of meaningless destruction we must bring ourselves to consciously create our own freedom and meaning. the gift of free will must be exercised not just once, at the very beginning, but at the start of each day, as the eagle draws nigh, and as the summit comes into view, come nightfall.

we are in the middle. we are not the mysterious divine force that has set all into motion. we are not the inanimate rock or a task-laden creature. we are this soul. we have a body consciousness that must be transcended, even as any progress must be undone and remade on a daily basis.