It’s said that there is no darkness but ignorance, and that’s one hell of a relief.
Because I figured I was simply wearing sunglasses and forgot how to take them off.
I thought night fell and the stars simply forgot to come out.
I thought we were all in a closet and the only light was broken.
But truly, ignorance shines dark as shadow. It radiates outwards from every screen. The full moon, if we think it drives us mad, is nothing but a source of ink; the blessed sun gives heat, but apparently lights only plants.
There is no darkness but ignorance.
There is no ignorance except everywhere.
There is no everywhere when everything is dark.
As for me, I’ve invested in words, the flashlights of the mind.
It’s not a bad life. It’s a weird life, but I can live with that.