Even the very word blackness sounds beautiful to me. Phonetically, black already contains a statement, a powerful hit, and ness is like an echo that you hear when a blade cuts an air. The race of the outer space is black. The race of the night is black. The race of a secret is black. Black is everything. And Im in love with this absolute blackness. Im proud to be a human knowing that humanity begins in Africa, because such beginning is a beginning in beauty.
Posted on: Wed, 16 Jul 2014 17:34:42 +0000
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