segunda-feira, 15 de janeiro de 2018
Pieces
Sometimes your universe is shaken and you see your pieces scattered all around. Broken, in many parts, missing parts, huge holes between them.
Everything you thought you were sure falls apart. It comes to show you that you were wrong. Period. Checkmate. You are now the defeated king, lying on the board.
You are soul naked, alone, lost. You do not have even a body anymore. You are there, on the white and black floor, half of you in a white square, half in a dark one. Light and dark. And solitude.
Nothing but Silence. Pieces, broken pieces that need to be put back together. And if they do not fit in the correct places anymore? And if they have to move to another position?
Will the system work properly again?
What are you? Who are you?
The questions echo, in this endless quest. And it hurts.
Why is it so difficult to face the mirror and the truth? Why is it more difficult to assume what you are than to deny? And when you feel but just don`t accept?
So many ways, so many thoughts. It is time to gather the pieces again.
May I embrace the element of change and accept its lessons.
"You can't rise without plunging below. There you shall find the meaning of darkness and the abyssal forces to devour you into becoming. ☥"
~Luis Marques 31.10.2014
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