I can not tell who I am facing when blurred shadows is all I see.
Ignorant, I'll remain...Not knowing the fact that those miscreations are mine.
Who is this, anyway?
Am I a coward or brave? I am mine?
This or that. I can't be something I don't know.
Wish I could extirpate this destructive shadow of mine.
I thought I was standing on my conscious edge, trying not to fall.
But I couldn't find my own light, yet.
Nobody can show it to me. No one.
I'm myself, forever now.
Maybe forever is now... myself.
Thanks, Carl Jung and Tool for the insight.
On May 08 2014 at Río Negro, Argentina 17 Views
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