What if we're all like that? Like ghosts ... in someone's mind ... gradually fading ... fading ... until finally ... one day ... we just disappear ... drift into nothingness. Wouldn't that be sad?

In Las Vegas, nothing ends very well.

Las Vegas, Nevada: A city where oddities don't make you lame, But instead bring you riches and fortune and fame.

The absurdist is concerned with the search for meaning in the Universe. He believes this search to be meaningless--hence the disintegration of plot, character, and language in absurdist drama. Order is a falsehood that we, God, those who came before us, have imposed on a random universe. However, the absurdist is confronted with a curious paradox: though he believes the Universe to be meaningless, he cannot abandon the search for meaning--or he will die.

Fate is a manifestation of natural causes. That's it. It's not a conscious entity. It has no plan.

Most complaints, you know, aren't won or lost on their own merits, but rather on larger issues--politics and the position of the planets.

What if we're all like that? Like ghosts ... in someone's mind ... gradually fading ... fading ... until finally ... one day ... we just disappear ... drift into nothingness. Wouldn't that be sad?