Posted by alabamaauthor on December 22, 2012, at 18:08:06
In reply to Re: Melancholia is my existence, my life. Please read. » alabamaauthor, posted by Phillipa on December 22, 2012, at 10:19:57
INSIDE YOUR FIRST BREAKDOWN
Alabama Jane Brown
(First published on webdelsol)
When they ask you about this moment, it is only because you have forgotten
What it felt like to be living outside the song of the nightingale.
There will be darkness and fear.In this room there is light. Unknown to you. Deprived to you. Only you.
The light has escaped the wooden shutters, which have become frail and brittle over the years.
The letting in of light and the closing out of light.
The obsessions of many and the bane existence of the phobic. Do not worry.
The light can be your friend. You will learn this with time.
The light will become your only friend as you try and determine the depth of this Situation.
You can rely on the innocent light which has escaped the shutters.
Even they can not take that hope away from you.There is no sense and order in this.
There never is and never has been, since the beginning of time.
That if anything will be your consolation. You are not the first.
And you will not be the last.
The darkness is the primary symptom they speak of.
You will come to question they.They will become your conscious.
There have been many ones before you.
Fat ones, famous ones, fastidious ones.
They all have one thing in common.
They never meant to be here, just as you.
This is not page 300 of the biography on Virginia Woolf.
This is your life, dear one.
This is your new life.I have been there inside this house with closed shutters focusing on that one
Ray of sunshine that escaped the wooden shutters and rested on the dust of a forgotten corner
Always
Emptying my pockets of stones.
Emptying my pockets of stones.
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