πŸ“ Scream o Shadow

Confront, Confront, Confront βš”οΈ

Dear Greats,

If shadows could talk they would scream and shout, for they know what you do not - an eternity they wait, to tell you what they know.

Hear them scream and find your peace, as the puzzle it completes.

It is not death nor destiny that carries us towards the future, it is desire for freedom.

Freedom from this hell, this prison of a mind. This glass of water supposedly stands tall? What folly. O you fool. It stands as is, for it is what it is!

But what about its insides? What of the shadows of the water? What lurks beneath the deep?

More particles, the opposite of itself. Hello, goodbye.

And so the shadows speak. I urge you listen close:

❝

You do and are because you have ignored me.

I am the neglected living, dead to all your senses; bar the nagging rope that pulls so deep within.

My screams fall deaf on your addiction. My image translucent to your fear.

I am your shadow, I am your kin.

You have ignored me, you will not win.”

- ZYLO

Consume, consume, no never confront!

To sit and be silent, is torture for the oppressed, for they wish to scream and shout, ignored for o so long.

It is the death of consciousness that will lead us all to hell.

POWER POWER - PAIN INSIDE YOUR HEAD.

Therefore I say, beware and stare at the soul deep down within. For it fights and moves for something, something more than life.

It fights for freedom, freedom in THIS life, no not the next.

If it is not heard here, it will not be heard there - for there is here, and here is there.

The only time you have is now.

Let your shadow out, let it speak so loud and clear.

Confront, Confront, Confront.

RIGHT. F*CKING. NOW!

Your deepest well-wisher,

β€” ZYLO
Be Empowered.

I guess if you’re reading this then you’re already one of the Greats.

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