What if there was no Black? Would White be called no name then? Would White even exist? Would White be the darkness then, or still the light?... What if there was no White? Would Black get depressed then and lost in its own blackness? Would Black be the light then? Or would the world be covered in darkness all over? Would the night lose its stars and its moon?

You think that Black is darkness, and White is light? Why? What incidence makes black appear dark, and White appear light... Is it our imagination?... Darkness we fear, because we have been born out of it. We've been helplessly laying awake in the stomach of our mothers, covered in Black... No decisions, what to do... And in the end, we have to get back to it.

Black makes a devil and White makes a God... But imagine there would be no devil. My conclusion is that there would be no God then... or it would better be no need of a God.

We need Black... Everything started with Black... Black is the mother of the World and we need it...

No-one ever tell me again, that Black is no color... Black is the color that has born all other colors. And White is their father...

I love the darkness... it lets me be and doesn't influence me. It hugs me tight while it keeps the distance. It allows me to dive into my fantasy. It gives me the chance to be just myself... It is neither aggressive nor scary... It is just perfect...