Whom were you singing to?

Man, all your borders are dreamlike,all your clothing relics of darknessand your rights the desert of your world,revealing your face more and more every day. But if you would give away all your dream borders to others,they would enter their landsand through them, you would find paradise within you. Yet you wander deeper into theContinue reading “Whom were you singing to?”

The only true light

To yourself, at yourself,you are the darkness of the unconsciouslike the one standing in front of the mirrorand being aware of himselfonly through his own image in his mirror –as the light of inverted darknessor the asymmetrical opposite of himselfin a waking state of the sleeping darkness. And you to everyone else aretwice reverted darknesslikeContinue reading “The only true light”