The Weight of Consciousness

The soul grows heavier with every truth it refuses to deny. What once felt like freedom slowly becomes the gravity of understanding. There is a quiet sorrow in seeing beyond appearances, in recognizing that every beautiful thing carries the certainty of its own disappearance. Consciousness is not the absence of darkness, it is the courage to remain awake within it. The deepest wounds are often carved not by suffering itself, but by the clarity with which we perceive it.