There sits a cat in a box
A tiny element of danger in the corner
Open the box to see what happens
One thought says open the box
And both possibilities occur
In their own worlds
Curiosity indeed kills the cat
Why open the box?
Let the poor cat live
Let the world survive as it is
If so many worlds exist, what is real?
What is the true reality?
Or does such a thing not exist?
Shadows, free to traverse, go to whichever land they please and beyond.
Perhaps they frame reality.
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And the black book fell into the abyss
Travelling through nothingness
To the phases of its origin
Through those mutations
And it journeyed through the dimension
Understanding with compassion
Life and Death and everything in between
And everything beyond
Through the passage of time
To the pursuit of truth
And it fell onto the middle land
From black to orange to yellow gracefully
And it lay beneath the pattern
Uncovered by those for whom it was written
Including the one
Who wrote it in the first place.
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Until we meet again
In what form
Where
When
How
Do you meet again?
In nothingness, as nothingness?
Somewhere into the unknown?
After life? After death?
If you promise a vessel, do you say you'll meet the individual or the soul?
That energy and aura, or simply relive the bond?
Will such bonds be maintained across time, space and destruction?
Until we meet again
When who what where
Why does this saying matter
To beings that should be free
of materialism?
Nature
together
Shadow
alone
Understanding
Kindness
Death
Life
Belief
Time
Truth
Everything is a projection
Everything is false
It is difficult to fathom
why these shadows try so hard
in such a futile world.
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YOU ARE READING
The Tales of the Shadows
FantasyA collection of short stories from the fictional world of the Shadow beings. (Shadow Beings needs to be read first to understand this book).
