When it is dark enough, you can see the stars.

When it is dark enough, you can see the stars.

Dark as pitch.

Dark as pitch.

...Monsters are real, and ghosts are real too. They live inside us, and sometimes, they win.

...Monsters are real, and ghosts are real too. They live inside us, and sometimes, they win.

Some knowledge and some song and some beauty must be kept for those days before the world again plunges into read more

Some knowledge and some song and some beauty must be kept for those days before the world again plunges into darkness.

Lo! darkness bends down like a mother of grief
On the limitless plain, and the fall of her hair
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Lo! darkness bends down like a mother of grief
On the limitless plain, and the fall of her hair
It has mantled a world.

Or, if there were a sympathy in choice,
War, death, or sickness did lay siege to it,
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Or, if there were a sympathy in choice,
War, death, or sickness did lay siege to it,
Making it momentany as a sound,
Swift as a shadow, short as any dream,
Brief as the lightning in the collied night,
That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth,
And ere a man hath power to say 'Behold!'
The jaws of darkness do devour it up:
So quick bright things come to confusion.

I would hurl words into this darkness and wait for an echo, and if an echo sounded, no matter how read more

I would hurl words into this darkness and wait for an echo, and if an echo sounded, no matter how faintly, I would send other words to tell, to march, to fight, to create a sense of hunger for life that gnaws in us all.

You can't study the darkness by flooding it with light.

You can't study the darkness by flooding it with light.

Yet from those flames
No light, but rather darkness visible.

Yet from those flames
No light, but rather darkness visible.