Thoughts, incoherencies

I can't wait for Persephone.

Today I was reminded that the world is not only full of black and white, but blue, green, red, yellow, orange, vermillion, magenta, marigold, silver, turquoise, amber, grey, jade, lilac, lapis luzuli, bronze, cream, brown, pink and every colour in between, and that every one is different and beautiful. How lucky we are. How lucky we are to be in a world so beautiful.

And yes there is bad. There is lots and lots of bad. But bad is only a vaccum. It's just the absence of good.

Or is it?

Another thought- black is created when all the colours are absorbed. And white is when all are reflected. So if you follow the 'white is good and pure and black equates to badness' thing, then in order to be good perhaps the key is to reflect all you love and think is beautiful, rather than absorbing them and hording them away.

But who's to say black is the colour of darkness anyway? And who's to say darkness is bad? Or IS darkness bad, a word formulated to describe those frightened feelings surrounding that shrouded figure in the night. Then we mustn't confuse darkness with black, the night and shadows.



All you need take from this is that we are blessed, and all you need to remind yourself is a look at the sky.