It is we, who are in dark of the things that happen within the dark. But the darkness, my dear you, is a fully functional space, pre-existing everything that is the known. And light, is nothing other than the knowledge of an otherwise unknown darkness.
Dealing with this onslaught is energy-consuming and so irritating that sometimes, I wish we shifted to a house that is not so generous in inviting trouble inside.
The darkness reaches for us in various ways – through our genetics, the people that surround us, through our environment – she is always calling out to us. Our emotions, and the thoughts that accompany our emotions, they are the darkness clouding our minds, threatening a downpour. But what is the darkness really on about?
Who am I? it asked The little girl spun around to face the voice, She caught sight of the darkness Who am I? the Darkness wondered, Happy that someone had heard it at last Why, you are the darkness, didn’t you know?!, Answered the little girl Disappointed, the darkness turned to go, Wait, I am… Continue reading Who Am I?