Friday, June 11, 2010
There is something vaughly unnerving about watching a sunset -- almost as if you're witnessing the world restart itself. As teh sun sinks down into its phonix-like death, it bleeds vivid pinks and oranges, illuminating the world in a pale glow. The lingering rays cast doubt upon all the lofty thoughts, petty problems and arrogant ideas we hold in such high esteem during the day-lit hours. It all fades and you fade with it, reborn once more from the darkness.
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