Are you darkie.
Nightlife…
A theme for countless songs.
Countless writing.
Countless dances.
Since ancient times.
I believe music and dancing precedes
any other expression
of mankind.
Next, painting.
Look at cave paintings all over the world.
Nightlife is a predominant aspect of our demeanor.
Sometimes we defy the natural bio clocks.
We want to live more.
At night, we are supposed to sleep.
Well, not really.
At least, not restless souls like mine.
Darkness is, anyway, dangerous.
But whole species, whole civilizations
lurk at the dark.
Lions sometimes kill elephants
elephants with their all so massive presence,
they get killed by lions
all covered by dark.
Crimes, thefts, rapes.
All happen mostly at night.
But.
Most love happens at night.
So, we have this dichotomy.
Loving and killing.
At night.
At dark.
So, this is why i wander through the night.
The day is somehow easier.
And I say somehow, because the day
has its aspects too.
But the night has some magic.
Or some blinding mist.
Something that drags me.
To the edge.
To the always unknown path.
No matter how many times I walked the same steps.
The path of the night is always dark.
Unknown…