
Nietzsche famously said, "...if you gaze for long into an abyss, the abyss gazes also into you." But sometimes I don't think the abyss just looks back at us, sometimes I think it calls us, beckoning us to the edge.

Taking the abyss as something literal, that void opening below us, who has not felt that urge? That little voice whispering in our ear as we stand on the edge of the canyon, on the top rung of the ladder, against the railing of an observation deck. That voice saying, "Go ahead. Take that step. Feel what it would be like to fly, just for a moment."

I tell people I'm a little afraid of heights, but that's not quite true. I'm afraid that I'll listen to that voice. Not out of some kind of death wish, but from a desire for that thrill. That same feeling you get as the roller coaster tips over the top of the hill, or as you leap off the high diving board.

That moment when time seems to stop, when you are suspended in the air, flying for one moment before gravity notices you again.

Nikk feels the pull of the edge in:
Dress: LeeZu Mirelle (Platinum hut item)
Shoes: Maitreya Chi Chi's in white
Jewelry: Dark Mouse Abstract Extravagance in Mercury
Hair: TRUTH Lillian in snow
Skin: T U L I Audrey Tone 1 makeup 04 with dark lipgloss 4
2 comments:
so pretty. Its the fear of falling.
Thanks, Scilina! *hugs*
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