BY indefiniteloop


“I can sit and stare, into oblivion. Sitting there, not thinking anything. Not bearing anything. Not day dreaming. Utterly and completely, blank. Just sit there and watch those leaves, dance to the melancholic wind. Just sit there and watch the trees, stand tall. Just sit there and watch the seconds slip; tick-tick, tock-tock. Just sit there and look at, how the light falls on everything dark. Realization strikes, again and again. Realization of the fact that everything and everyone has borne the Dark. Realization of the fact that everything and everyone, is born of the Dark. Then, I breathe.” - Sojourner.




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