What darkness is not

I deal with intrusion but I cannot deal with fakery.  I am indifferent to flattery or worship.  I have been made to just be.  View me where I am.  Lure me out and disclosure may the end of me.  The dark is for me, though not the dark in your world.

Do we fear the same?

How so different we are, living creatures of the earth, meeting where space and matter meet, that binds us yet separates us for indeed we are different, when one fears the other.  Will it be different if we have the same fears?

Yearning

Yearning,

Sensing

Pulling in pieces

Refuelling

Regenerating

Keeping an eye on needless.