Only a scared soul needs a light to guide them through the thicket of illusory shadows. But who needs to hide and be guided when it's recognized the darkness and the light are not separate? Darkness tangos with light, and the light dips and sways with the darkness—two peas that never left the pod. This shagrag story of heaven and hell is a duality song only being passed like biscuits around the table because that's the story that one was told. But what if everything you were told was merely based on fables?
What if?
X,
Anna