Expressionism Prism

There are some colors that I experience as much more than just colors. They’re more like dear friends. I can feel them just as well as I can see them. I think It has something to do with the way light travels.

Maybe our spirit is the light, the atmosphere is a prism and our souls are made up of one or more refracted colors.

If so, I’m pink and indigo. ⚛️

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