Evil. It crushes my existence and replaces it with unfathomable, irrevocable darkness.

Joy. Its presence is all-encompassing, yet incomprehensible. Could the two really coexist in one body? In one Being?

Truth. In the distance a lost thought, a lost voice, a lost life calls me back to “reality.”

“All your dark side wants you to do is go to it more, and it makes you jealous, and it makes you angry, and it makes you feel bad about yourself, but it masks itself in a pure joy and privileged enlightenment that most people cannot escape.”

Realization. Then darkness.