#fromadarkspace

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Question

Question everything, refuse normality.

An attitude of openness, an attempt to reach out into an open space. From heights to depths, from mountains to molecules. It seems to be a novel cause, the observation of this world. Offering so much more and so much new. A firework of ideas sparked by what we thought we knew yesterday.

Some can't wait to set out on this journey. So they just go. And some just build a strong foundation they can come back to first. It might not be the most adventurous idea, but it might be the only one to keep us sane. The only one that can resist the temptation of falling apart, for questions are a strong force of dissipation. It helps to be prepared, to own an instruction of self-repair. In order to be able to watch every single part of your world, lost in awe and inspiration.

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Darkness III

Can you see it? Dimly falling through the window it feels like a reflection of pure darkness. Darkness that was lost and ceased to exist. Like in a tale forgotten so long ago. Yet it is so present. Present because it is absent. A state of mind that poses a new opportunity. An opportunity to create. Create something out of nothing as a matter of oppostional existence.

It is a small hint of darkness that makes the light bearable. More than that. It creates it's existence. An existence of opposed equilibrium, a tug of war of realities. A reality where darkness shines brighter than light. A reality imposed by the human mind.

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Movement

Being stuck. Stuck in a world of movement. Stuck in a world of change. Change as the only thing which seems inevitable for its future. And yet it is something we overlook so often. Remembering how we felt yesterday, remembering who we were yesterday. Without acknowledging what is now and what has changed.

We require a firm stand. Something we can hold onto when the world dips into uncertainty. Ensuring that we are doing the "right" thing and making us feel good on our path. Giving us the fuel of motivation, making us run just another step and another one. Eventually we will run out this way, either of fuel or of time. The trick is to require less. Less fuel, less praise, less motivation. By running on your own beliefs. The ones you set for this world. The ones you are willing to live for.

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The Interpreter

It's them. Their thoughts, their knowledge, their mind. The things they imply and the cause they follow. In short, the world they see and create. So, tell me, how do you know?

Things over things, that we make up in the back of our head. Far too often we appoint them to something or someone outside our mind. An entity we do not know, something outside of our power, an uncotrollable mystery. And we blame them for the facts we make up.

It is up to us to make sense in this world. To interpret a cloud of sensation, something you can never be sure of. Like appointing a shape to the mist. Something that does not make sense, until you realize it is the only medium you have. That you will ever have. A basis to recognize the patterns and create your own truth. A generous truth. The only thing to possibly describe your world.

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Puzzle

Setting pieces. Seeing what fits. Bit by bit and step by step. Looking at it for what it is can be a long task. A road that seems to stretch endlessly with no break in sight. As you look to the left and the right you see only one thing: more pieces. Disconnected they are waiting for their neighbours. And only their neighbours. Without concern for the bigger picture, which they are meant to serve.

The place of puzzling is one where it helps to take a step back. Seeing what it is meant to be in it's entirety, seeing an objective towards which the path is leading, can be tremendously freeing to experience. The same applies for life. When confronted with an endless series of tasks, try to take a step back and find your personal meaning in it's depths.

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Numb

The sound of silence and the voiceless chant. They form a picture of this world I can not resist. In perfect harmony, unisono, they embrace the shadow in light. Greenish, greyish, a pale light. Almost fading in the night. Painting perfect reason, expanding through this empty space.

It feels like the first time. The first time to get to know rationality. A world without emotions and yet so full of signs, relations and connections. They spring like a current without power. Around and around. But never really applying movement, never making use of force.

Kind like the summer, ending the showers of spring. A call to calmness and peace. A glimpse of infinity.

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Tribes

Somewhere to belong. A place so many people are longing for. Thinking we have not found it yet. Thinking it is an object of exploration. Something out there, something unknown and new. Something to change your thinking, something that resonates with your deepest being.

It is a call to find the others. Those who are like you and those who are not. Walking in the same direction, towards a common goal. Keeping each other up, providing safety, giving drive. Drive in community.

The only realization to be made is that there is nothing strange in it, nothing foreign. They are all around us. People like us, people who resonate. It is on us to make the decision on which path to follow. To make a wise choice, because together we go far.

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Sky

Calm and peaceful. The wide spectrum of the evening sun, laying the long hours of this day to rest. Glowing blue, red and purple. Giving a feeling of ease to our minds. Not only in the picture of preservation but with one of infinity.

Providing freedom. Every breath we take, in and out, is a picture of it. Giving us a body to move and to change. Giving us a mind to think, like an engine to seperate our world from the dusty ground. An engine powered by air and sun.

From time to time we might see the birds dancing with the wind. Admiring their independence from mother earth. Yet we are the ones who are truly free, with our mind made to take decisions. Decisions on the future. Decisions on what this world will become.