The paradigm of a modern Sisyphus

There comes a time when we choose to tame ourselves. We buy pots, pans, squeezers, we invest in objects that would make our lives easier. Then comes another time. We look for someone to use them. We don’t need teleshopping, life itself is a program which presents us versions for every expectation or budget. We choose. After a while we discover the first crack. We condone it, new ones appear. Hundreds of products glow in shop cases. And we know exactly what we want. Until we look at everything we have and remember who we wanted to be. We have estranged from ourselves, from the others and from our ideals.

There comes a time when things and people come without us choosing. Nothing figures in the product catalog, nothing ticks the list of needs. They either don’t match the shirt cufflinks or the china, or are they useful. However, we want them. We have tamed ourselves.

“Missing Him” doesn’t tell the story of a He, but of Sisyphus as a metaphor of the modern man. We do our best to fill an empty space from within, we are in an endless search and run. We’re not sure what we want. Is the choice of flipping the coin proof of free will or the result is the hand of fate?

(The paradigm of a modern Sisyphus was the editorial of Elegantine Magazine in September)

Translation by Cristina Maria Tanase