Chapter 1: No Day the Same My life is absurd; my mere existence obscene. But it doesn't bother me. Others' opinions tend not to since they know only what image of me they created about me. Whether or not I've given them permission. It's not enough for me to break free from the shadow of myself. Impossible. For as long as my light shines it casts a shadow. However you perceive light is exactly how you will accept it whether or not that's what it is naturally: if you are bedazzled; if you are fascinated; if you are recharged or energized ; if you want to be it, be more than or even with it ; whether you are blinded ; whether you cover or avert your gaze ; whether you see by it ~ see beauty by it or in it or...to search and stay only within its cast or hide from it -it doesn't change the nature of the light. Light dances through time; not eradicating the darkness but cutting through it -collecting likeness...rather, absorbing it. At least...these are what I wo...
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