Topic : "Dark"

Whenever dark things happen in my life, there is always some dark humour.

When you bring the darkness to the table, it doesn't rule you or hurt other people, but when we keep it secret, it's dangerous.

When the sun of compassion arises darkness evaporates and the singing birds come from nowhere.

When I would recreate myself, I seek the darkest wood, the thickest and most interminable, and to the citizen, most dismal swamp. I enter a swamp as a sacred place - a sanctum sanctorum. There is the strength, the marrow of nature.