sums up life pretty perfectly…
To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
“William Shakespeare”
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OMG I’m speechless..
When I read these lines for the first time many years ago, I only thought it was poetically beautiful. But reading it again today makes me realize how much I have changed. You don’t really understand a poem until you experience the same mentality. Today, the desperation, resignation and all I’m feeling are all in here.
yess i totally agree, it just sums everything up for us, i didnt think it was possible to put how i feel in words but there they are, i really undertsand what you mean.