when the lights are on, they're happy; when the lights go off, they're not
they need comfort, they need certainty
and then there are "lunar people" . . .changeable, half-in / half-out, always looking in dark corners
moody, not always "rational" but they soon adjust their eyes to the dark and, like cats in the jungle, see things others don't
obviously (for those who know me) I relate to those brothers and sisters of the Moon -- nocturnal "wild childs" who don't always follow a straight path; some days they are full of light, other days their face (and mood) is dark
Solar people think everything has an answer; Lunar people know everything has a question still unanswered behind every "known"
All hail the moon, the inconstant moon
the truth is revealed in glimpses into the dark -- always has been, always will be
the dark is where the truth lies (pun for those who need it)