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The Shadow Dwellers | For those who feel shrouded in darkness



For each tale told there's a world that holds its truth. This one takes its place in Reality, a sight filtered through the limiting beliefs of the creatures who call themselves Humans.

Volume I, Folktale III.


Darkness. An evil we’ve feared since the Beginning. We thought with experimentation and mastery of flame could surrender victory to us. But there’s a darkness that goes beyond what enters the eyes.

That is where they live.

Shadow Dwellers.

They turn their face from the sun of outgoing personalities and probe the earth for a tortoise shell shield. They’ve mastered the arts of blending in, speaking without being heard and extending themselves as bridges for the lightweight.

Soft and fluid are they. So much so that when there is an opportunity, they will, indeed, adapt. To the point where they break rule number one.

Dweller rule #1: Never open your eyes when the sun comes out.


When a Dweller opens her eyes, she is blinded. So much so that is warps her thinking. Her face gets hot, her eyebrows wilt, and the most common first thought enter the brain.

Why am I shrouded in darkness?

She is paralyzed by the very thing she will now crave.

The light.

Out of her way she will go, to manipulate and bend the light her way. But no one can quite master the darkness. Those who try rarely win this fight.

She will inevitably burn.

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Do you ever feel like this?

No matter how hard you try, you're invisible. No one sees you. No one hears you. You make them laugh but so easily you are forgotten. They move on. They change, running with the tide while you sink like a rock to the bottom of the river.

Or maybe you're seen and you don't like it. You wrap the cloak of dark around your shoulders and wish you could sink.

Maybe you don't know where you are because you can't open your eyes.

Here's something to ponder.

What if we lived in the light forever?

Think beyond lovely tan. Beyond skin cancer. Beyond singed sight. Go to the lower levels where you feel uncomfortable. Sit there for a while.

Think it over.

If we were all showered in light ALL the time, how would we be able to see each other shine?

Reminders:


  • You’re not a victim.
  • You’ll find your gang.
  • I know this hurts. But please, don't take the risk of changing yourself - you may get burned. Instead, keep trying. Keep running, walking, crawling, twitching. Dream that dream, pursue that passion and turn those lemons into lemonade!
  • You’re still you. That you that picked your friend up. The you that walked through the bone-chilling air to grab someone’s coat. The you that knows how to make her laugh, make him smile, make them change their perspective. You have worlds inside you. You have God’s hand on your life. You have Better Moments ahead of you.


Grab the rail. Enjoy the view. Know when the let go.


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  1. the truth on this blog!!!!!!!!!!!!! <3 <3 <3

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  2. This is one of my all-time favorites post, Rose. Thank you <3
    xo,
    -Anna

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