Submitted by Paul Daley on
With the lights turned off, an audience at a Tim Minchin concert united for a song, sheltering from the inhumanity and division outside
Given humankind’s recent showcasing of its infinite capacity to inflict misery upon itself, joy sometimes seems so elusive as to be borderline extinct.
It sometimes feels near impossible to find moments of beauty, let alone a line of them, in such a distressing world. And, so, given that beauty may now be a unicorn, questing for it with earnest intent seems like something of a self-defeating enervation in itself.
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