When it is dark. Everything not visible becomes more alive. Even that which is dead. It is the restful sound of reflexion that is expressed by life inside itself.
And as darker it gets, the smaller the difference is between man and animal. Between nature within and nature without.
The living memory of how close we are is becoming more and more evident. The world of my reality and the world of my imagination moves closer to each other.
That is, my consciousness and the unknown, the light of the day and the world of the unconscious is almost standing next to each other.
It is always something separated here that wants to be joined together again. That needs to be met and dealt with between the different levels of reality.
Here it it is done with me as one of its participants.