End of all Reason, End of all Logic

After swimming in the ocean of all reasoning, when we finally get to reach the end of all reason and all logic, there two options ahead. Either to jump back into the same ocean or just stand there, at the periphery wall. If we do choose to remain there at the periphery, at the boundary wall, that's when life becomes an art on that wall... Every moment of life being engraved on that wall, apparently for a reason, but really for no reason.

I know I am at the periphery enjoying these utterly futile moments at present. I know I may jump back in search for even more futility at anytime.

Too much happiness is impending Doom

Seems quiet likely that someone would have said 'man would be the happiest and in his utmost bliss just seconds prior to the end of the world.' I for one have too many such moments, I think...

Too much happiness is impending Doom

You wonder why all are the way they are!
Morose and gloomy and worried and tied.
All combinations of the lock they've tried
And yet to outside their woes, no exit
To shoken and broken dreams, no fixit
Happiness they're trying to find
All their lives, of what's it kind
The drive's to make the world move round
Hardwork and success to have abound
It'll come, it'll come, it'll come one day
They'll wait and wait till the hairs are gray
But where's the joy, oh where's satisfaction
Where O Karma, are the fruits of the action?
Laughs Karma!! and says you poor old fools
To last this world, made you work like mules
You want to know, why there's no end to the gloom?
Well, too much happiness is just impending Doom.

Ha ha ha ha ha....