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What is the torture of the torcher 

Destined to carry light inside, blinded by the darkness outside 

Can the two exist in a world of infinite color … Where neither is as clear as the light that shines and the darkness it consumes.  

Can one exist without the other 
Or is it in fairness that both ignite reflection through a prism of a kaleidoscope of loose bits of colored fractions between flat worlds mirroring changes of position of reflected and endless variety of thought and inspiration of hope and dispare. 

None is full in its expression 
None holds the fulness of truth 
And both appearing as a simply burning of mid night darkness that only uncovers a particle to weak to be a reflector of what lies beyond the streams of consciousness 

What is their purpose 
To what degree of infinity is there cast? 

I see the darkness in the light and the light knows that its existence in the darkness is paramount to its persistence 
For it can not shine without the darkness 

I see the darkness and its fear of the light and it knows that it will never dim its force of illumination 

I see they must exist side by side 
And that their commitment to each other is eternal

So What of the torture of the torcher but to except the burden of its witness and to live centered between the two, catching particles of color, reflector of reflector, free to be burned or extinguished ….
in the rapture of eternity in their  persistence of the subtle sparks where color is born.

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