Often in life, when things are just at their worst best, it all seems rather humorous. Not in a condescending way, but in a helpless state of destitution sort of way. Such is my state off-late.
It laughs in your face- life. It parts ways when you need it-Faith. It shows you the 'Maybe Tomorrow'- Light. But it all seems so futile and figmental.
The only thing to do then, is believe that someday an old sage with wise eyes, will look your way, and smile his toothy grin and say to you in his tranquil eloquence... this too shall pass...
Does it affect me? That's relative too. Relative to pain, hurt, suffering and inhumanity. Could be a morsel to some and apocalypse for another. Perspective.
The judgment of conscience and conformity. As absurd and ambiguous it may seem at first, is actually the most cohesive and yet the most ephemeral gift that He has bestowed upon us.
I look this way or that, the only thought that lingers.... Evanescence.
*Poof*
My Comedy Of Errors.
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