Be Careful With The Reflection In The Mirror

And ah, the fading light of the falling sun going down after another day here in Purgatory.Beauty goes anywhere it chooses. I know this as much as I know there is a sky above and the ground below. I know that the moon has shown its face differently and currently, the autumn moon holds a few colors, which are enough to change a sullen moment into a hopeful idea that life can change at any given moment.I do believe in beauty.And like I said, beauty can go anywhere it chooses because no matter how the times may be, a spark of beauty will always outshine any brand of darkness. Ah, woman.Nothing is like you.There is no creation as warm or as perfect or as puzzling and nor is there a creation as dazzling and mesmerizing as her—woman, the Goddess of all, Holy Mother, and the place to which all is born and without her, I know that beauty cannot exist because without her, beauty can never be reborn again. The horizon has been kind to me lately. Perhaps the “everywhere spirit” understands the…