I am but two being coupled into one. The light and dark. Reality and Fantasy. The peek into hauntingly cravings as well as the owner of rose-colored glasses. But isn’t that way of a human. To be diverse and complex. To believe in both heaven and hell.
Where am I right now?
I am in the in-between. More so in the blinding light of reality. I miss my dear darkness; I miss the fantasy but there is much work to do concerning the “light”. I’ve concluded there is a different kind of darkness of evil proportions in this misleading light.
I’ve concluded the Madness family is not darkness, pale in comparison to reality. Something of which I’ve always known but must’ve forgotten somewhere.
Fantasy is friend. Fantasy is desire, exploration, freedom, true light, “darkness”, peaceful.
Here now in reality though I’ve transformed. That witch hat fits snug and I’ve brought along my lessons from my mad, mad, family.
There’s a craving that needs to be scratched so that I can become the warrior the “light” of reality is forcing me to become. So here I sit and write.
The farewell sign need not be retired just yet. There’s much work to do in the darkness so I must go.
But much love to you dear readers for I’ve missed you too.