Obscure Twilight

”It ain’t yet night nor dark. Daylight’s direct and demanding brightness has faded. I’m surrounded by the constant flowing change of light, atmosphere and beings. Some kind of living silence. Here, there is allowance and room for my being and my nature: I can be a bit of one and another. Restlessness breaks and I melt into this nocturnal mass where all feels to be right – without forcing. In here and now all the fatigue, inability and being in wrongful manner feels like absurd experiences. In daylight, characters come across as bold, poignant, blinding and burning, yet their living and being submits to and hides from the light and mind (one should joy that nothing can be grasped). I know people who feel that they belong to twilight and who, after a long silence, have learned to speak and love language again - the uncertain words, sentences and images. To be open like a question.”