ethereal forms
I've seen so many shadows lately. And of course, there are great things that lie in the shadows.
When I was a youngster, I was a bit of a chickenshit. There were unknown forms in the darkness and I wasn't exactly sure if they were friendly or not. The night was something that lulled between the sleeping watchmen; it was my master and companion - a shadow that I was fearfully grateful for.
It was in the wee hours that I discovered life, and what living truly was. It was here that I found the gutters and the pungent aroma of rose water and sweet red wine. And it was in the rank dark that I stumbled in the elevation of the raucous, somewhere in the opposite of reality - commonly known as the stupor.
There is a settling ease to be bought, living among the ethereal forms. Many, who still entertain the vapors of fear will tell you that there is a light to be found somewhere along this benighted path. Quite the opposite actually - nothing but comfort in absence.
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-LIFE IS ABSURD-
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