A Siberian snow queen’s fierce blast had temporarily dislodged polar Europa’s beastly 12-starred leaden mantle knocking the sprouted tyrant from the headlines even as she ground her hooves into John Bull’s crescent horns. Above and onto the dismal plumb clouds Helios shone as it always does but now its golden light cast only upon the outside of the heavy cloak that blighted Blighty. (Perfect weather for psychopaths and their nasty deeds, as you’ll see). Storm Emma, ‘Universal’, All that is, was charging in to cross swords with the dark pretender, snow and ice lay everywhere, it was freezing and the A and B roads detour to the M5 (44) were perilous slaloms. Dotted here and there I passed cars and a van half-buried in the trees and bushes.
The Darkness Invisible – and I use the capital letters intentionally, because capital letters represent designated authority and ego – is a ‘trickster’ force. It’s here to come up against us (the italics of Darkness indicate that It is pushing us), to test our fortitude, our determination, our empathy, our affinity, our mettle, our courage, our integrity, our appreciation, our ability to love; constantly testing our limits, our borders enticing us to erect, move and break them down.
Fear in all its disguises and spectra – of, for instance, physical, emotional, and spiritual survival; servitude, division, containment, suppression, guilt, greed, stature, appearance; and accumulated and marshalled within the instinctual sector of our minds (not intuition – that is fearless and another facility all together).