I have come to believe that there are infinite passageways out of the shadows, infinite vehicles to transport us into the light.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
To think of shadows is a serious thing.
The beginnings and ends of shadow lie between the light and darkness and may be infinitely diminished and infinitely increased. Shadow is the means by which bodies display their form. The forms of bodies could not be understood in detail but for shadow.
When walking through the 'valley of shadows,' remember, a shadow is cast by a Light.
Most people think that shadows follow, precede or surround beings or objects. The truth is that they also surround words, ideas, desires, deeds, impulses and memories.
There could be shadow galaxies, shadow stars, and even shadow people.
I believe that if we get out of people's way, the sky's the limit. The sky is the limit.
Like a blazing comet, I've traversed infinite nights, interstellar spaces of the imagination, voluptuousness and fear.
Nothing in the universe can travel at the speed of light, they say, forgetful of the shadow's speed.
Strange - is it not? That of the myriads who Before us passed the door of Darkness through, Not one returns to tell us of the road Which to discover we must travel too.
Strange, is it not? That of the myriads who Before us pass'd the door of Darkness through, Not one returns to tell us of the Road Which to discover we must travel too.