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This message has been shared by a dear friend Mr. Manohar Nayak. Posting here as loved the view point.
My favorite colors are: black, jet black, pitch black, pastel black, light black, faded black.
I
love black. When they show me a white, I say "very nice, but does it
come in black?". I am addicted to black. I own too much black.
Simply because black is such a happy color!
This message shows you the whitest of whites: *Black.*
|| you can't block black ||
|| black says: 'i don't bother you, you don't bother me' ||
|| classy is the original black; and black is the new black ||
|| black is modest and coolest, yet aggressive; black is lazy and easy, yet mysterious ||
|| black is not sad, black is poetic; black is not empty, black is ever filled ||
|| to me, a black cat crossing my path signifies that the animal is going somewhere ||
|| blacklist, blackmail, blackout, black humor, black death, black hole, black magic.. are all white lies ||
|| i will stop wearing black when they make a darker color ||
|| most colorful minds wear black ||
|| my thinking is not black, I think in black ||
|| last but not the least, i see black light ||
LIFEMUDRAS by -thescorpion is a heartfelt exploration of life in all its raw beauty and quiet mystery. From fleeting emotions to lasting revelations, -thescorpion captures life’s rhythm one story at a time. The writings are reflections, a mirror to our own experiences—thoughtful, tender, and real. With each post, you are invited into a space of connection, pause, and gentle self-discovery. This blog is -thescorpion's ode to the human spirit and the ever-shifting landscape of feelings. LIFEMUDRAS
Friday, May 8, 2020
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