You know how white is used to define everything pure?
Imagine what it would be like if black was used to define something pure, something pellucid and pristine,a virgin with her hymen still quite intact?
Imagine how catastrophic purity would be?
You see,a thing about black is the depth.
Remember what Friedrich Nietzsche said about an abyss and how it's stares back at you after sometime?That is black.
A colour for the godforsaken,the misfits,the wicked geniuses and,of course, dirty fools.
You know how they wear black to a funeral? Because it's a tribute to the life lived in penance.
They won't tell you just how colourful this profound shed is because they don't want you to tailor your own happiness,they have one thrown together just for you.
The won't let you embrace its intricate designs and efficacies because they have taught you to believe that the darkness that lives in you is as bad as a syphilis outbreak.
They don't want you to Revere the royalty that is in the colour black and they don't want you to set free the soot black of your soul because they know the bounds,the red lines this colour is willing to overstep.
Let the black in your soul shine.