Another year gone... the last traces of its colour have finally merged into the clear waters of time... the twelve months drawing yet another line on the face of humanity.
The time marking yet another generation closer to the threshold of living.
Yet another year. Yet another dawn of a new year.
Giving false impressions of hope and idle promises of a better life... hinting at a chance of redemption from sins of the past year... crafting superstitions of luck and filling two score and four hours with useless token tasks...
One may think such undertones of negativity shouldn't mark this day.
But one forgets, this is just another day in one's meaningless existence.
The time marking yet another generation closer to the threshold of living.
Yet another year. Yet another dawn of a new year.
Giving false impressions of hope and idle promises of a better life... hinting at a chance of redemption from sins of the past year... crafting superstitions of luck and filling two score and four hours with useless token tasks...
One may think such undertones of negativity shouldn't mark this day.
But one forgets, this is just another day in one's meaningless existence.
