“I know always that I am an outsider; a stranger in this century and among those who are still men.”
A better time,
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Thoughts
As I wait for this thought to pass. Another comes, but not to surpass. It asks me, “What is darkness?” and I sit here and ponder and wonder. Is darkness dark or darkness light? What blinds our uncertain sight? What we see as black others see white. While others see white, and no black. When white is seen it harms the black and when black is seen it harms the white. Like the ying and yang it cancels each other out, yet come togeter and beauty is portrayed, but who to persuade when they say it’s to dark another says it’s to bright. A mystery with no clues. That would only be abused. Where this goes only starts from the beginning. Then only to be unanswered when another though comes a long.
“The Cats of Ulthar”
