Poesie und Philosophie über den ganz normalen Wahnsinn unseres Lebens. Poetry and philosophy about the everyday madness in our lives.

different

Isn’t it funny how everyone believes to be different from everybody else. Of course nobody is like anyone else – are they?
Actually we’re not so different at all.

We walk on two feet, we speak using a mouth, we act using two hands.

Not only do we look equally in shape and proportion, are more or less equally beautiful in our own ways – but our head works by the same principles and protocols.
We want to live – well most of us do – some will say they don’t want to, but still they breathe, still their hearts beat.

We touch and feel with five fingers each hand, we hear with our ears and see with our own two eyes.

We yearn for protection and we ache for some love. And though the tastes may vary, still the desire is the same.
Now you’d say you’re different or more diverse from them but don’t we have in common that we aspire to be unique?

Dieser Eintrag wurde am Mittwoch, den 18. März 2009 um 01:24 Uhr geschrieben und ist unter English, Philosophy eingeordnet. Du kannst alle Antworten zu diesem Eintrag über den RSS 2.0-Feed verfolgen. Du kannst ein Kommentar schreiben, oder einen trackback von deiner Seite einrichten.

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