When Sun is up, we drop dead like shadow or invisible, metaphorically and literally as well. Knowledge has been cancelled, soul has been denied, and consciousness and inner self has been denied. On that debris existential and otherwise hollow freedom, multiplicity and pluralism has been built like house of cards amidst shifting sands. Though these are visible to the self yet remains invisible to world. We like darkness—desire, dream, to reek and chill in all and with all without any restriction. No ifs and buts, no good or bad carping, morality and social norms blabalaa.
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