Light

“I am a part of the part that at first was all, part of the darkness that gave birth to the light, that supercilious light which now disputes with Mother Night her ancient rank and space, and yet cannot succeed; no matter how it struggles, it sticks to matter and cannot get free.

Light flows from substance, makes it beautiful “

J.W. von Goethe.

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