Grey compels me to be non-judgemental. Everybody has a little of black and a little of white, and so do I. It is a mutual conspiracy of silence, in favour of black.
Black contaminates blue, yellow, red and white to create a palette, as they struggle to maintain their identity, but lose themselves in the blended world. White does not absorb, yet plays host to a colourful medley. And it takes pride in doing that.
Do I see the shadows of good and evil playing out? Subjectivity helps …… a certain segment.
grey skies facilitate
descent of night