[ecc 6:9,12]

"it is useless, like chasing the wind" 

"a life that passes by like a shadow"

a shadow only exists in the presence of its antithesis 

its foil, its neutraliser 

where light is not, a shadow remains 

where one is a loss, another one gains

existence relies on something greater 

or, is it a by-product of emptiness?

a place where there is less 

a blockage rises 

there is a shadow in its wake

we being awake 

are running on borrowed time 

or some we've made 

that we will continually construct 

until we dissipate into nothingness. 

i like to think of shadows as 

thick, dark grains of absence 

inky, black invaders of existing energy

lurking, stalking entities of unknown beings 

trapped in a dangerous dance 

in the alternate reality 

is that what we are? 

or rather, what we live? 

who knows? 

~ 

a/n: to be frank, i feel like this is one of the best pieces i've written lol