Was it laughter or emptiness that filled the hall last night,
as shadows danced around the stage like forgotten dreams?
The joke, a fleeting spark, ignited silence,
yet in that silence, truth found its stage.
Comedy weaves the tapestry of chaos,
threads of folly entwined with wisdom,
in each punchline lies a universe undone,
a cosmic jest to which we all must bow.
Seek solace not in the applause,
for it comes only from the void,
but in the acceptance of the disaster,
the grand, comedic masterpiece of existence.
Whispers of Tomorrow | The Illusion of Control | The Absurd Journey