Absurd Chaos

We’re always trying to let go we forget to let in. To let in the hot lava of emotions, feelings and thoughts. To let in forgiveness and vengeance. To let in happiness and anger. To let our selves in. The entirety of us in. The human experience, the whole journey, the road. It is when we truly let our whole selves in, we start to see the self clearly; how all feelings and thoughts are legitimate, how everything is part of Nature, part of them, part of us. There’s no wrong or right feeling; Nature is angry, happy, vengeful and peaceful. One does not cancel the other, but we can most certainly neutralise it. Just like Nature herself does. She burns down Pompeii but then gives us a flowing stream nourishing us in her wicked ways. Wicked. Nature is Wicked. Wickedly good. Wickedly bad. All-encompassing. And so are we, children of Nature, intensely wicked, vengefully wicked, Beautifully wicked.

Poison is attractive. To me, at least. There’s an appeal in Darkness; for light is abundant. But everything should be a choice; because, at the end of the day, there’s nothing more attractive than Freedom; and that’s when Darkness ceases to be appealing and poison becomes a prison; a perpetual state of toxicity and waste. Very apocalyptic and ugly. The bad kind of apocalyptic and ugly, the one we should stay far away from in order to maintain our Freedom, our own State of Mind. In order to maintain Ourselves. Bask in the Darkness, but, don’t drown in it.  Photo by me.