The shadow gets darker as light changes in autumn evenings. It spreads arms on both sides, as if it wants to hug me.
I’m curious. I’d like to know it better. Where does it live? What does it do? Why do we fear those who exist on a different plane? I guess because they are not limited by a body, and not governed by law. That’s a lot of power, isn’t it?
My mother hugs me from behind. She wanted to surprise me. She is limited by a huge body with a lot of space for the soul, but I assume she’s not governed by law. It seems so from the way she threatens me with consequences for disobedience.
shadows in the mind
cover awareness gaps, get
translated to fear