Darkness is something beyond the vast space of oppressing, suffocating blackness.
It's something greater than the power of love and all the corresponding emotions.
Darkness can be defined obviously as the absence of light, but what does that mean exactly?
It means the life we live in, that is, the vibrant light, does not exist.
All the false happiness, ungracious gratification we give, it is obsolete.
All that is left. True, gut, raw feelings.
I love the dark, the macabre, the glistening night sky.
I find iridescent beauty in it; it makes me happy, which is truly hard to accomplish.
Few are like me, I suppose. Most are afraid of the dark - afraid to let go of the light - afraid to face reality.
They are only afraid of the dark because they are afraid of themselves along with their inner will
Darkness is that which conquers the world and the universe.
I lay here, alone in the black naked abyss, taking it in. I hear nothing; see nothing; feel nothing; smell nothing.
We are nothing in this great state of being.