I was never idle long enough to do much thinking, but I felt somehow that my instincts were right. I shared a vagrant optimism that some of us were making real progress, that we had taken an honest road, and that the best of us would inevitably make it over the top.I shared a dark suspicion that the life we were leading was a lost cause, that we were all actors, kidding ourselves along on a senseless journey. It was the tension between these two poles--a restless idealism on one hand and a sense of impending doom on the other--that kept me going.
by Hunter S. Thompson
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In "The Rum Diary," Hunter S. Thompson explores the duality of human experience through the protagonist’s reflections on life. He experiences a constant push and pull between optimism and despair, feeling that despite the chaotic circumstances, there is a belief in progress and the possibility of achieving significant goals. This restless idealism encourages him to continue navigating through the tumultuous journey of life.

However, he also grapples with a profound sense of futility, sensing that their efforts may ultimately be meaningless. This tension between hope and hopelessness propels his actions, suggesting that while they strive for something greater, they may still be trapped in an absurd reality. This inner conflict drives the narrative, highlighting the complexities of ambition and existential doubt.

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