Kill the messager,
and make a sacrfice.
Is love so deathly?
Yes.
What do you love?
What will you sacrifice
to save it?
To be branded.
To be titled or named.
When the darkness
and the light come
and court.
Choas is born.
Yet, the world was born this way.
I love and and hate
as every other,
pluck the strings.
the low.
the beautifull.
"Chaos is born"
I love images that force the mind to open - like this one does - Stella -