Love Your Dark Side, Love Your Inner Light
Dark creatures can evolve extraordinary inner light
Darkness
I love to sit in the dark. I embrace it as a shelter where I can express my deepest pain. When I am depressed I let my mood engulf my body as I retreat into hiding, safety, and darkness. Its as if I dig a hole and plant myself there as a seed, waiting to grow. In the safety of the cold dark soil I prepare to emerge and face the winds of the world.
Light
I love to see the morning light. I embrace the sunrise as spiritual renewal where I can express my most beloved thoughts. Thoughts of solace, imagination and truth. It's as if the seed first sprouted roots plunging me deeper into the darkness, and than thrust me up unto the day. My inner growth seems to follow this path reaching extremes in both dimensions and then leveling out in the middle, firmly rooted and yet blooming with the seasons. The weather may violently reduce me to my roots where I stay in the dark until its time to grow again.
Balance
Day and Night, Positive and Negative, Happiness and depression are all necessary conditions of life. Opposites are correlatives. Without sadness happiness could not exist. Without darkness how could we recognize the light? We are born from the dark safety of seed, egg or womb these are the places of potential energy. We all spring forth into the world of blinding light where we repeat this cycle again and again.
Unbalanced life
If you dedicate yourself to the black arts or the white, you are going to be deprived. Going too far in one way can make it impossible to explore the other. In one life span one can only achieve so much. The balanced path is unattached, undedicated to either side, exploring both and striving to walk the middle path, the path of the wise.
Abode to Lady Darkness
My lover is the safety of darkness
She hides me within her cold mystery
She wraps me in a blanket of stars and shadows
Guiding me unto a world of dreams
So many fear her
For she keeps her stories shrouded in a vale of deep secrecy
The shifting moon as her piercing eye
Wind as her breath
Rain as her blood
Her chills may bring death
She Is
Even if nothing else exists
Light needs a vessel to serve as a source.
Darkness pierces everything outside of lights course
Night brings dreams of self awareness
Day always interrupts
As physical reality cycles on
I lay in peace
My eyes tightly shut
For she my Darkness has gone
I hold her in my mind
Kissing her sweet goodbye
Doing this I ignore the dawn
My dreams linger as whispers of the things I’ve been shown
Awake am I
Though I wish not rise
Still I do
As my lover has left me at the mercy of time
Darkness
I love to sit in the dark. I embrace it as a shelter where I can express my deepest pain. When I am depressed I let my mood engulf my body as I retreat into hiding, safety, and darkness. Its as if I dig a hole and plant myself there as a seed, waiting to grow. In the safety of the cold dark soil I prepare to emerge and face the winds of the world.
Light
I love to see the morning light. I embrace the sunrise as spiritual renewal where I can express my most beloved thoughts. Thoughts of solace, imagination and truth. It's as if the seed first sprouted roots plunging me deeper into the darkness, and than thrust me up unto the day. My inner growth seems to follow this path reaching extremes in both dimensions and then leveling out in the middle, firmly rooted and yet blooming with the seasons. The weather may violently reduce me to my roots where I stay in the dark until its time to grow again.
Balance
Day and Night, Positive and Negative, Happiness and depression are all necessary conditions of life. Opposites are correlatives. Without sadness happiness could not exist. Without darkness how could we recognize the light? We are born from the dark safety of seed, egg or womb these are the places of potential energy. We all spring forth into the world of blinding light where we repeat this cycle again and again.
Unbalanced life
If you dedicate yourself to the black arts or the white, you are going to be deprived. Going too far in one way can make it impossible to explore the other. In one life span one can only achieve so much. The balanced path is unattached, undedicated to either side, exploring both and striving to walk the middle path, the path of the wise.
Abode to Lady Darkness
My lover is the safety of darkness
She hides me within her cold mystery
She wraps me in a blanket of stars and shadows
Guiding me unto a world of dreams
So many fear her
For she keeps her stories shrouded in a vale of deep secrecy
The shifting moon as her piercing eye
Wind as her breath
Rain as her blood
Her chills may bring death
She Is
Even if nothing else exists
Light needs a vessel to serve as a source.
Darkness pierces everything outside of lights course
Night brings dreams of self awareness
Day always interrupts
As physical reality cycles on
I lay in peace
My eyes tightly shut
For she my Darkness has gone
I hold her in my mind
Kissing her sweet goodbye
Doing this I ignore the dawn
My dreams linger as whispers of the things I’ve been shown
Awake am I
Though I wish not rise
Still I do
As my lover has left me at the mercy of time