Eye of the Darkness

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  • US

    Humans
    And their terminology
    Kept me always puzzled

    Since
    The very same definition that described one
    Holocaust
    Just a few decades ago

    Was used
    Nowadays
    By many
    And especially by the leaders of one Israel
    To mean
    Holly causešŸ¤”
    šŸ–¤

  • Troopinā€™ colours

    ā€¦and there I was
    Once again
    Doing my favourite
    Obscuring the visual field
    Of those
    Who wanted nothing
    But to see
    Till little Elfo pulled my hair
    Mesmerised

    By a massive elephant
    Spreading its
    Wings
    Trooping the colours
    Casting the shadows
    onto the Cornwall gardens

    As one
    C-17

  • Why

    -ā€¦I love you with all my heart, Emma Santini..,- eye whispered to thyme honey locks resting on the starfish pillow next to me.
    -Because Iā€™m kind?
    -No, yet your kindness is a part of who you are, so yes, I love your kindness, too.
    -Then because Iā€™m beautiful? Smart?
    -No. Still, your beauty and intellect are again a giant part of you, so yes, I truly appreciate them too.
    -Then why do you love me?
    -Because we both happen to exist, and thereā€™s possibility in this reality we could actually meet each other. And the only way how to meet another, no matter the creature, no matter the space, no matter the time is in love.
    Since once thereā€™s love- thereā€™s zero fear, only wonder, freedom, honesty, responsibility, pure joy, and deep, deep appreciation of the existence of anotherā€¦.

  • The right thing

    And even though the voices over the hisstory kept insisting on the contrary

    The choice of one was always there
    BreathingĀ 
    Looking straight into the eyes of the dead
    Stating simpleĀ 
    ā€œYour future determines your past
    And yet
    Now, right now, you have a chance to change this unbreakable time loopĀ 
    You were locked in for eons
    By doingĀ 
    The right thingā€

  • 13/06/22

    One balcony
    And one
    Moon
    Burning
    Cold
    In a grief
    Radiating its Untouchability
    Within
    All
    Directions

    Still

    Watching its glory
    Through the mosquito net
    Of one chess board
    Gives birth
    To one Christian
    Fighting
    For the Cross
    Almighty
    Whispering
    In awe
    Of superstition

    What does it really say about the believers?
    Yes, they see the real world

    Through the sieve
    šŸ–¤

  • U&I

    ā€œJe vo mne ticho, LĆ”ska,ā€ you said
    And my petals opened up
    Interlocking with yours
    Founding


    Infinity

    In an embrace of Two Zeros
    ā™¾

  • Thee error

    ā€˜The only source is nothing,Ā 

    but darkness of darkness,ā€™

    Said Lao

    Pointing my wandering eye

    Towards the AlmightyĀ 

     

    Error

  • Sophia

    And every night

    As Eye wandered

    Around the realms of one Dreamland

    Tā€™ see simply happened

    To be

    The gift

    šŸŒŠ

  • An echo

    -Whatā€™s after death Mid?
    -Nothing hun.
    -Cā€™mon, they say thereā€™s a place where we all go.
    -And Iā€™m saying thereā€™s nothing. No heaven, no hell, no soul to do the hitchhiking after the death. Nothing.
    -Well….if you put it that way, it sounds just hollow. Scary… And very, very sad.
    -Scary? You are frightened just because youā€™re afraid to leave everything you know, everything you are, Bella. And sad… imagine that after my death you will have a chance to prove that I was a real witch, how about that?
    -You know thatā€™s impossible!
    -On the contraryšŸ™ƒ All you have to do is to blow a tiny speck of my ashes off your hand, telling your friends ā€œThere, told ya she could fly…ā€

  • Terra

    -What are you thinking about?
    -People, love, people. People who were designed, in this huge organism called Terra, to be something like T cells. To protect, to serve.Ā 
    Somehow, without the actual understanding, they were able to sense it, they even preserved the information in holly books, which they loved to cite from. The information that a human was to protect the garden of Eden.Ā 
    Then mumbling those words senselessly, they turned against each other, destroying not only themselves, but the whole organism.
    That sense though, which they referred to as ā€œThe hunch, sixth sense, THE intuitionā€, still kept insisting that T cells are there to protect, to serve.Ā 
    And so they created their own version of T cells to protect themselves, from the others. They named them The police force, The army.Ā 
    Because the core of the information was again not understood, both- The police and The army turned against those, who they were designed to protect.
    -You wanted to be a soldier yourself, Mid, right?Ā 
    -Once. I even wanted to be a police officer long time ago, duckling. Then I understood, what to protect and serve actually means. It means nurturing, looking after. Not bombing, neither imprisoning others. And thatā€™s how one nanny was born…
    Ā 

    https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=ZYkN0Irtjng