Pain is absurd because it exists, nothing more
The great object of life is sensation — to feel that we exist, even though in pain.
(Lord George Gordon Byron)
We are so painfully infected gods
The pain he felt were dedicated to the one who he no longer was
We are going to suffer, now; the sky /Throbs like a feverish forehead; pain is real
(W. H. Auden)
Life deceives us long, / you show unvarnished / the withered cheek of life / O pain, how true you are
What is true, sleep and death request from you / as if ingrained, advised by every pain
Physical pain — the most present and constant thing in life; Physical pain is hard to explain
SELF CHOSEN PAIN
Much of your pain is self-chosen
PAIN AS A QUESTION
Pain is the sign for something not answered; it refers to something open, something that goes on the next moment to demand. What is wrong? How much longer? Why must I/ought I/should I/can I/suffer?
No matter if the pain is my own experience or if I see the gestures of another telling me that he is in pain, a question mark is written into this perception. Such a query is as integral to physical pain as the loneliness.