The Light

Back in the days when the world was dark and life fought to survive. There were glimmers of light that shone through the grime and pierced the existence with a revived energy. Nothing could explain the light but its presence was deafening.

Plants would feel their direction being torn towards it, lonely wild animals would wander into the magnetised beams, and once gentle waters would reflect and shimmer in their new found brilliance.

This light then crept over the world and bathed the whole in a divine duvet of protection. The immense glory being all encompassing.

Then the most incredibly sad event happened. The light that had generated from within, began to fade away and slowly the influence began to drain from every living thing. Fields that were lush began to look withered and bleak, and the animals crawled back to their fearful hiding places. The dark ages were upon them once again.

Many years passed and many scholars attempted to understand the light, in a vain attempt to recreate it. But the light was never to be found. The darkness ensued.

But the light that stretched over the land had not been made by a heavenly source. It had not been generated by an ethereal instrument. The answer then came to the people that by then inhabited the world.

The light had come from within the people themselves. The light had been manufactured by their own brilliance, by their own optimism and enthusiasm. Everyone is born with their own sun and moon. The magnetism is controlled by the people.

Since this time, there have been five thousand long year passed, and many different vehicles and approaches, ceremonies and vanity have been provided to hold this power in the hands of a few. Gradually though the dawning of the light, the answer to where it came from, has materialised out of the modern gloom.

Life as a concept is there to be seized rather than forced upon. The truth has filtered through the greatest minds of our time, and is now once again in it's ascendancy. It does not matter which beat you listen to, or which books you read, or which clothes you wear. The light is always there, but it needs belief to turn it on.

In a scientific world it still requires a leap of faith in order to achieve the very basic command of oneself. To believe in oneself and believe that one can achieve anything is almost primal, but the dark times have covered this ability and prevent us from accessing it readily.

Life should be a prairie not a prison. We have a better standard of life than any other set of people in history and we are still not free. Why can we still not see the light?

The times were so recently so different that we still live in the same homes as them, but we still have no idea of what we should be grateful for. It is all in front of us, we just need to open our eyes and take the first step... And the light will return.