As Sisyphus reached a million followers, the audience moved to a new platform where he would again start from zero and resume the climb.
“They named me for an old legend. A perfect being, whose fate was known to him and yet he still did as was told. His fate was this: move a rock to the top of this hill and become free’d. And so he did, and the stone tumbled down; and he tried evermore, always with the same result.
“And he was happy, for he knew every step, every action, every moment, perfectly."