Paradox

I am the world.

I am the sky, the sun, the moon and all the stars.

I am the day and the night. Dusk and dawn.

I am the wildest dream. The scariest nightmare.

I am fire and ice.

I am a crumpled mess of thoughts and silence. I am gentle and I am harsh and death and life and divine and devilish and anger and lust and love and hate.

I am all you ever want. All you ever need. All you crave and all you push away.

I’m the word in your prose and the meaning in your poetry.

I am a cluster of paradoxes.

I am not this world.

I am the universe.

I’m infinite.

Am I enough?

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