Black sun

These things are what lingered in my shadows – things for which I had no concept, no context, and no capacity to counter. Without being accompanied by the divine, I’d surely have been consumed and my psyche irreparably broken. Facing your shadow prematurely is like waking up and looking yourself in the mirror, only to make the menacing discovery that you have no reflection.

That’s how hell is. To be shielded away from the divine and left to your own shadows. No reprieve, no relief, no hope can emerge from that underground.

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