If people had the slightest idea of how much darkness slushes around in my head, they would all write me off as crazy and stay far, far away. (and they do)
However,
If people fully knew the extent and nature of that same darkness, they'd laud me as a tower of strength for walking around and breathing despite it.
However,
If people fully knew the extent and nature of that same darkness, they'd laud me as a tower of strength for walking around and breathing despite it.
posted by TwistedNoggin at 8:13 PM
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Your joy is your sorrow unmasked.
And the selfsame well from which your laughter rises was oftentimes filled with your tears.
And how else can it be?
The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain.
Is not the cup that hold your wine the very cup that was burned in the potter's oven?
And is not the lute that soothes your spirit, the very wood that was hollowed with knives?
When you are joyous, look deep into your heart and you shall find it is only that which has given you sorrow that is giving you joy.
When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.
Some of you say, "Joy is greater than sorrow," and others say, "Nay, sorrow is the greater."
But I say unto you, they are inseparable.
Together they come, and when one sits alone with you at your board, remember that the other is asleep upon your bed.
Verily you are suspended like scales between your sorrow and your joy.
Only when you are empty are you at standstill and balanced.
When the treasure-keeper lifts you to weigh his gold and his silver, needs must your joy or your sorrow rise or fall.
Kahlil Gibran
Today is the Fourth of March, 2016, and on the possible chance that this blog still has a valid e-mail notification working, I'm letting you know that I am once again thinking of you as I have many times since our last exchange of words. After all, your yourself once said: "Leave nothing unsaid. Leave nothing unappreciated. If someone truly touches your life, they are worth more than life itself".
As someone who has 'touched' me, and perhaps as I have you, I wonder if you have just taken a long road away from this place (as have I), or if someone has swept you off your feet and away into nettlesome Nerdom, or if the darkness sloshing around in your head has left you merely treading water. My e-mail is still open, still nearly linked at the bottom of my old blog, though it may be weeks until a note gets a reply. Time and distance are not constants to all people, especially those in a third or fourth world of internet connectivity.
Dark souls matter. We should start a campaign.
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