shedding some light on the allure of darkness
There is no darkness that hesitates slightly to enter.
It seems the destiny of humans, this continued struggle between dark and light
-Laugh, leaning back in my arms
It seems the destiny of humans, this continued struggle between dark and light
fear and courage, defeat and victory.
Is it true that darkness hesitates less to enter than light?
Why is it so much easier to succumb to fear than to rise up to courage?
(metaphors creeped in, can you detect them?)
Do we really welcome the darkness, favoring it over light?
It is always easier to believe an insult than a compliment, but what does that tell us?
Perhaps it is not a sign of extreme modesty, but mere laziness.
Indifference, bordering on depression requires next to nothing,
while courage, strenght and happiness need a lot of work.
Can we simply not be bothered?
-Laugh, leaning back in my arms
for life is not a paragraph
and death is no parenthesis.-
But what about the burden that keeps our lives true?
What about the unbearable lightness of being, the importance I give to difficulty
and the impossibility of accepting anything that comes easy?
A crash-course in deconstruction punctures any alleged dialectic between dark and light.
Maybe it is all nonsense.
shadowy limbo.a beautiful twilight.
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