Sunday, May 20, 2018

Equinox

Slay anger, strangle sorrow, and drown despair; then a joy shall be born which is beyond love or hope, endurable, incorruptible. Come heaven, come hell! Once the Balances are adjusted, then shall the night pass away, and desire and sorrow vanish as a dream with the breath of the morning.
Slaying, ultimately, the mirror, which is the projection. Embodying the self and the other.

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