I understand that true joy, is accompanied by true fear.
I understand that true love is a package deal with real pain.
I understand that feeling full is often followed by overwhelming emptiness.
I understand that exhileration is a characteristic of panic.
I understand that good music shows up in deafening silence.
I understand that to feel is only real after nothingness has been there.
I understand that listening is not the same as hearing.
I understand that to have a real gift means to give yourself completely to it.
I understand that peace is often mistaken for ingnoring the tight spot in your chest.
I understand that freedom was mislabeled as fun.
I understand the paralysis of doing too much.
I understand that what you fear can be that which you love most.
I understand that what you love most can be your greatest fear.
I understand that being ok, can kill you in the end.
...dark doesn't leave...you can only add light.
