Man is the vision, the voice, the entity, the will to effect change. Even the toughest shell cracks under the right pressure and as such, we must be careful and always cherish what we have, because when it is gone, we will forever remember it as just that memory we could have had if only we realized how erroneous our way was. Sometimes we simply discover that perhaps, we are not ready for what we even want.
At the end, we fight with our inner selves, a battle for the balance between good and evil. Sometimes, the bad side wins, at other instances, the good side wins. Surely, we have to come to terms with the fact that no matter the side that wins, there will be reactions. We could even have what we have always dreamed of and still throw it away simply because we are trapped by past unresolved false assurances.
In the naked light, the soul of man becomes bare, we are subject to our primitive instincts, our default settings. At the point when it all goes south, we naturally deflect the blames and apportion it elsewhere. We might later admit, but at the start, we live in a false utopia. Some will blame God (in whatever form they believe Him to exist), some will blame themselves for not seeing signs that were never there...At the end we must obey the sound of silence, the voice of reasoning.
No matter how great we see ourselves, remember even those far greater in history have fallen for things we hitherto dream of. Every man becomes a slave to their own vanity. Vanity so big, vanity so small, vanity so great and vanity so inconsequential. At the end, we become the drama on the greatest stage ever created, we become a play where each man must be ready to act improv and not know how it ends, because the audience applauds when we go six feet under.
In this naked light, I have seen that man's rise is only hindered by one dark force; man himself. As one strives to gather, another strives to outdo or tear the empire down. The bridge for continuity is burnt, the river of eternity lacks a confluence. We are are own worst enemy, we pray for something forever good and we cannot be forever good. We want to be taken the way we are but lack the totality of reciprocation.
We are concerned about fat bank accounts and empty humanity reserves, we are happy with the good but shudder at the thought of even a speck of bad, we relish in the idea of riches but rebuke the idea of actual work. This leads me to realize that at the end of the day, we are man and we are nothing.
In the naked light, I saw it all...
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