LET THERE BE LIGHT

“Let there be Light”
We hate & fear the dark cuz we hate the truth & fear the unknown but Darkness was here first, Light is the intruder. Darkness was the first & brightest of all creation, the world was formed from its making, the existence of darkness gave purpose & essence to light which gave reason & meaning to other creations but light gets all the glory. So you get why darkness can’t stand light, but the truth is they’re lovers, beautiful tragic lovers. Darkness is constantly intrigued by Light’s ability to give beauty & life to everything it was made to hide & demean, while Light is astonished by Darkness’s ability to still have half of eternity no matter how bright it shines. Like Romeo & Juliet, they’re the opposite of one another but they’re exactly the same. They both need each other for glory, existence & purpose yet they don’t want each other cuz they know they can’t have each other cuz coming together would kill ‘em both & end their purpose. It’s a beautiful tragedy. “Tragic” cuz they yearn for each other, as the day can’t wait for the night to show up & undress itself while it sits & watches from afar wishing it could have a glimpse of the night’s beauty while the night looks forward to the day sweeping it off its feet with its sunrise, but they can’t have each other. “Beautiful” cuz they’re both the reason for each other’s existence & without one the other wouldn’t have glory or any purpose. Light is beautiful but intrusive cuz out of nowhere it was formed to compete with Darkness & demean its relevance. Darkness is also beautiful but no one gets to see, its guarded, sad & distructive cuz it suffers from the heartbreak of God’s making of Light.

By Sanity “The Insane”

THE GARDEN OF EDEN

“The Garden of Eden”.
You’re not an afterthought. You’re God’s initial intention. Everything created before you needed something to compliment it; an afterthought. The heavens needed the angels, the day needed the sun, the night needed the moon, the ocean needed sea creatures, the sky needed birds, the vegetation needed someone to eat them, the animals needed someone to name them, the first man needed a companion; you, you needed nothing but what was already made. God made it all for you as a birthday present, what compliments & complements you is God. You’re the last piece that cements it all. You’re not made from the first man’s rib, don’t let men belittle you, God had to take a part of Adam just to make you a little more human cuz the plan was to make you just like God. Eden is a love letter to you. You’re the “Garden” of Eden; the light in the dark, cuz out of you the rest of the world is created.

By Sanity “The Insane”

SEND ME YOUR NUDES

I love it when you send me random pictures & videos of your body,
It’s my favorite gift to receive.
I love receiving nudes.
Send me your nudes on my birthday,
send ‘em on Valentine’s Day,
send ‘em before my morning devotion
so I can add you to my prayers
so God can bless you with more sexiness
so you can bless me with more nudes,
send ‘em when we’re far apart
so I can have you on both of my minds.
Sens your pictures,
my gallery is your museum
cuz you’re a work of art.
Don’t hoard what you already have in abundance.
Keeping these body, pictures & videos
from me won’t make me want you more,
it’d make me want you less
cuz I’d believe you don’t want me enough to keep me.

By Sanity “The Insane”

I’M WEIRD. THAT’S MY LOVE LANGUAGE.

I love that I love enough. I make sure I exhaust all the love in me today like there ain’t no tomorrow. I make sure I enjoy & create art with my experiences & emotions. Buying gifts, sex, saying “I love you” countless times, numerous “good morning” & “I’m sorry” texts, calls, kissing & going on dinner dates are all basic & don’t really mean “love” to me. You can do all that for/to me & I wouldn’t care or feel a thing. It’s been done before, so many times. Be irregular, unconventional, creative, ment. Give or show me something no one else has given or shown. Love differently. I loved my first/only/ex girlfriend so much I wrote poems & essays for/about her everyday then I personalize an IG page just for her & made her the center of my artistry. That’s my love language. An Asshole like me made his heart a fucking gallery of love just for love. You can’t find that elsewhere. These other people do the same thing, no creativity, nothing different, nothing that hasn’t been done before. I’m no regular lover, I love different. I’m the type of person to create a novel or a collection of essays or poems, or make an album of photos, or write a song just to say “I love you” instead of just using actual word. That’s my love language. I’m the kid that wrote love poems & had my English teacher post ‘em on the school’s Notice board every week for Creative reasons, but secretly, I wrote ‘em for/to my secondary school crush just so she could always read & remember how much she clouds my thoughts every week. Besides, we were prohibited by the school to write love letters or have relationships, so I made my own technique. I’m weird. That’s my love language. “I want to be your artist, you my art.” That’s how I say/show “I love you”. When I love, I either make art with/for you or I make you my art; my muse. I’m no regular lover, I love different.

By Omale Rex