Broken into pieces, shattered into a myriad of infinite fragments that left imprints that can’t be replaced. The bond that held the glue together became undone and so did his love. The numbing echo of opaque pieces left forsaken were for her to fix as she fixed most of the myriad of infinite pieces that laid across her open wounds, the salt never numbed the pain but the pieces were left untouched only to be restored by an unimaginable silhouette that shadowed the unforeseen magnificence of her life and of her love.
James Jebusa Shannon- The Sevres Vase
“When one is in love, one always begins by deceiving one’s self, and one always ends by deceiving others. That is what the world calls a romance.” – Oscar Wilde
Have you ever danced with the devil in the pale moon light? The subject of good and evil, yin versus yang. We seek a balance within ourselves. Some seeking familiar shelter, some runaway to only have the clouds follow behind and some dance with the devil. The devil numbs their pain and makes them crave an imbalance of their soul. Speak figuratively of the devil as it portrays addiction. Some addictions can be a functioning balance the individual creates and others transform themselves where the addiction becomes them. Watching the devil dance around people you love created an imbalance within myself. She allowed the imbalance, She allowed this darkness because all she wanted was for them to see the light. Love, hate and anger wasn’t enough, it only engulfed her with more sadness and rage. Learning to let go and not blame. Learning to love regardless of all of the shame. Balance is your interpretation of what you deem fit. We all dance with the devil sometimes and maybe the balance is the beautiful pale moon light.
“Nothing is at last sacred but the integrity of your own mind.” – Ralph Waldo Emerson, Self-Reliance