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Shadow Sep 2020
Is darkness the absence of light?


Is good the absence of evil?


Can there be good without evil?


There cannot be light without dark in the same way that there cannot be good without evil - you need one to see and understand the other.
There cannot be sound without silence for without these intervals of no-sound you would have pure noise and that would be incomprehencible.
Next time that you are hearing someone talk, the song of the birds, the sound of steps or the noise of anything - try to focus on the intervals of silence and you shall see that if they were not there, between each word and each step, you would hear nothingness. But what is nothingness?

In order for there to be nothing there must be something, right?
This realisation, as many of you can understand, can and must be integrated in our view of life.
Shadow Sep 2020
The universe,
every cloud,
every flower,
every beautiful and ugly thing,
Want you to live your own life,
To carve your own path,
Even your ancestors
Want you to walk the path of freedom.
Be patient, and when the time is right free yourself of your chains.
Shadow Sep 2020
To the degree that you condemn others and find evil in them,
You are to that degree unconscious of the same thing in yourself.
Everyone should learn about Carl Jung's "Shadow".
In fact that is where I got my name.
Shadow Sep 2020
Masked and Chained under every face, every body, lies dormant the human psyche - a sea so vast, a space so immense that none can come to fathom it whole.
Tis a sea I wish to sail, if the tempst hits too hard and I drown then so be it.
Shadow Sep 2020
"But Lensky, not, of course, intending
To wear the ties of marriage yet,
Looked forward warmly to befriending
Onegin, whom he'd newly met.
Not ice and flame, not stone and water,
Not verse and prose are from eachother
So different as these men were.
At first, since so dissimilar,
They found eachother dull, ill-suited;
Then got to like eachother, then
Could possibly not be separated.
Thus (I'm the first one to confess)
People are friends from idleness."
- Alexander Pushkin, Eugene Onegin
Shadow Sep 2020
Please reader, hear my plea
and let go of my poems and me,
I can no longer play the lyre
For my situations' oh so dire,
These are matters of the mind,
The like of which, I must say,
I've seen nothing of the kind.
So heed my words and leave today,
For this old jester's pen has dried,
His tears have gone unseen,
And in his heart he has demeaned
Each and every word he's tried
To write with a once ardent heart,
From all of which he must depart.
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