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Discover Perfection

I'm sitting at one of the outdoor tables of my favorite coffee.
On the shelf: an empty cup, a notebook, my pen.
Seeking Inspiration, which has betrayed me, with funds in a very bad latte.
Until they arrive.
are two.
are Ying and Yang. Both
is a dark, what the other is clear.
The elegant sound of a violin. What
wild of a drum.
I am a complementary harmony.
They have their orders in hand, sit where they can observe me without notice. Li
study a little.
And I feel the inspiration, inconstant lover, come back to wrap.
I start to write casting without even thinking about grammar and spelling.
I look to draw on my new muse and I note that the two are preparing to leave.
repress a " No! "which confirms my eccentricity (I am a regular customer), and raise doubts about my sanity.
A voice, however, whispers in my ear: Follow! Follow!
follow them, however, handed me the unsettling embrace the madness.
not ever find the right words, the exact shades to describe such a whole.
Such is the impression they give, are the Whole.
The One who's jealous of us have stolen.

Dark Rhapsody