sometimes
I don't mean to complain, I have a very very good life...
but sometimes with the darkness of life, that we are reminded of,
it can knit itself into a barrier net within us, preventing us from seeing
the gray area or even a ray of ligh, showing us life's beauty, which inspires us
to move forward...and keep on keeping on.
I'm glad I found some beauty this morning.
I have things I need to get done.
I want to get them done.
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the psychotherapy surrounding my light phobia has brought me to marvel at what the average light-ager calls, "darkness." i have most excellent night sight and on night with a literal moon full and bright enough to literally drown out the brightest of human lights, so many light-agers are still trembling in fear of darkness.
more and more, i wonder if that disparity carries to the metaphorical light/dark. sorry that hangnail is so dark, my fearful friend. yay you for finding light in your newest app for that.
or am i lost in metaphor again? for sure i'm feeling that familiar eye-ache i get when religiosos and cliche poets start metaphoring around.
a strength i find in letting myself complain as needed, when needed is that i get it out of my system much quicker and cleaner. sometimes the free flow of thought nets me a solution. sometimes it only leads to a more serene acceptance.
Thanks Arfie!!