How do you know that when I talk or write about green, i'm talking about the same green as you are? You don't, and I'm probably not.

I'm green. I either starve or binge, sleep too much or have insomniac nights, shiver or sweat, love recklessly or compulsively loathe. I don't know what grey is. I never did.

I see green when I look in the mirror. I'm happy I'm not someone else, and I'm happy that the people around me love me, but I'm sad that I'm me. I'm happy for what I have but I want so much more.

I see green as nature, just like everyone else does. Nature is green and there's no denying that. And yet, green isn't nature. Because green could also be the poison that's killing that nature. Green is bewitchingly poisonous. It kills you. Green could be life, just as much as it could represent death.

Green is greed. Green is having what you posses and wanting more. Green is lust. The color is what people fight for these days: money. Green is power, and the lust for it. But just think of how innocent the color is by itself, without us giving reason to it, without me defining it. Green is green, it's nothing.

Green, in it's essence, is exactly what it is and at the same time it's the exact opposite of itself. It's either extreme or mild, sad or happy, life or death, lust or innocence, and nothing in between. Because it's not grey, it's green.

Green slides into the room sideways and it's like the slithering of a snake: slow, sneaky, stealthy and surreptitious. And then it hits you, it's blast may even be fatal.

I sometimes describe people with green. Beautiful, inspiring, pure people. They're as green as grass. Other times, I describe people with green. Horrid, wretched, scarred people. They're green too.

I'm green, remember? I either starve or binge, sleep too much or have insomniac nights, shiver or sweat, love recklessly or compulsively loathe. I have no idea what grey is. I never will.

So i guess that we could see green as the color, no double meaning. Just the reflection of light from an object so it can differ from it's surroundings. But, we could also see green as metaphors, examples, similes, opposites, emotions and thoughts. Idea's.

Green is either nothing at all or everything all at once, no exceptions or in-betweens. Because, after all, it's not grey.

It's green.

(16 February 2017)

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