The Walking Irony

” When the sun sets over a vast field and just before dying, gives out one last flash of brilliance, hope is restored amongst the mass of humanity, who believe, that in that one instance of brilliance, their shoddy lives have been restored, that some semblance of normalcy has been returned. When the sun finally coughs and dies, they are thrown back in the darkness from whence they came…”

We are all walking ironies in ourselves. No one’s different and yet no one’s the same! Simple logic, isn’t it?

~ by Chucks on April 27, 2008.