Twilight on the Periphery

Sometimes it seems important to find meaning amidst the seething chaos of incompatible fragments. But twilight crowds out clarity and darkness descends. But then dawn comes and everything is clear again, and the midnight fog is dispelled. It is an endless cycle. A cycle of swinging, inhalation and exhalation, top and bottom, light and darkness. The periphery is everywhere and the center is at every point. As for the style, you can call it whatever you like: surrealism, symbolism, metaphorical neo-romanticism, decorative realism - it doesn’t seem important to me.