I was in my room a few days ago, just looking out the window (yea I don't have a job..so that's what I do In my free time) and as I was looking at the sky, I was just overcome by how beautiful(?) the clouds looked in relationship to the setting sun.
Then I started thinking about the clouds and the sky in general. Do you think one could exist without the other, can the heavens command the clouds in to battle across the sky, Or do they drift on their own accord?
It was then when I tried to take a picture I realized something..there are some things in life you cant capture. I guess beauty is one of them. I say so because even if I could have taken a well developed photo, I could never share my actually feeling(s) within the moment..they say a pictures worth a thousand words..but somethings are better left unsaid, or maybe sometimes words just cant cover it all..so does that mean that the way we interpret and communicate is ineffective or is it something more?
Darkness sees no fault. No human imperfection as far as genetics are concerned. Shadows cannot lie, for their very being is an absolute image. Reflected only in the presence of light, yet there is no prejudice. The still of night carries with her a sense of peace, every whisper amplified yet each word lost in translations. Oh how long shall the shadows I've so long embraced play garment,cloak to my eternal night?
