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http://correspondences-martin.blogspot.com/2009/04/darkness.html

The Yin Yang symbol proposes that in every light there resides a fleck of darkness, and in every dark a fleck of light. Subconscious reveals consciousness and from the night, day.

It is inevitable that we should consider the two, lightness and darkness, inextricably entwined, latter born of the former, each linked, for eternity, in bonds of the other.

It is from mysterious obsidian shadows that Rembrandt’s philosopher becomes enlightened, a tangled helix staircase revealed in all its wooden glory; three translucent brides evolving from Jan Toorop’s symbolic gloom, which of the light and which the sinister.

There is a paradigm observed in the perpetual birthing of Moore’s rotundity, Pablo’s Classicism – the inevitable bragging chiaroscuro, moulding perception and giving pseudo-reality to Trompe L’Oeil faux, marred only by careless brush stroke.

It is the texture from which the sheen Pop Artist Allen Jones’ high heeled boots brazen a reflection, it is the absence of dark illuminating Ad Reinhardt’s, Zen abstract, black squares canvases, making visible the covert as sight adjusts to nuanced pigment, subtly discerning tone from tone, less dark from darkness.

It is the imaginary darkness of the dark Knight, the glint caught in the eye of all consuming madness which ties Dali to the clown prince, and the night watch’s lantern to that of Kyle Rayner’s darkest night.

Darkness and its opposition, though no longer opposite but sliding, melding, each bred of the other, depth, form, rolling curves revealing and maskings in their dexterity, for eternal darkness remains fecund, perpetually pregnant with its other.

It is the darkness of malaise, the o’er encompassing blanket of shadow from which phoenix hope springs – brother sun and sister moon – there buried in the other, the one, perpetually reaching for its nemesis, hand in fading hand.

http://www.ac6v.com/morseaids.htm

god that site is nerdy.

Fuck I think I’m all of them.

What do I do??

“Each personality type, “novelty seeking” — characterized by impulsiveness; “harm avoidance” — pessimistic and shy; “reward dependence” — addictive; and “persistence” — industrious and hard-working, can be defined by the structural make-up of the brain, as reported in The New Zealand Herald.”

http://www.aolhealth.com/health/personality-decided-at-birth

In my case, I’m too novelty seeking to stick at anything long enough for it to bare fruit. Sigh….hey whats that *twinkle*

Funny how a change in environment — Hm, maybe going to the roof / mamak downstairs / elsewhere for a holiday — never seems to help much …