Prefoward
There is a saying as does follow, "There is only a few stories and they repeat themselves throughout the ages." The stories are those of the human condition. How humans view the world around them. From what the body can touch, smell, taste, see ,and hear comes the imagination to dream, to have hope. When needs cannot be acquired comes greed and lust, from which comes anger and violence, and to the end comes death.
Death however is not the end but is merely the beginning. Death doesn't mean the loss of life but the loss of hope. The same hope that drives the very existence of the being. The light of hope drives the will to survive. The human race uses dreams and imagination to thrive and advance. Thus, the dreams, and imagination, allows the humans universe to expand. Death is just a stumbling stone that must be jumped in order to continue. As long as there are those who dare to dream, the human race will continue onward.
To every beginning there is an end, but to what end? It's better to not know. There are those who wish to destroy hope by destroying the body. Though the body may brake the spirit will live on. Through war the light of hope will draw dim, because those who dare to dream are the first ones to suffer and die. They were ridiculed and usually destroyed. Not just war of mortality but of the mind and soul.
Through lust and greed we as humans conclude to destroy ourselves. We try to escape our past and count it void because we are afraid to admit our faults. Instead of acknowledging our mistakes we try to bury them, our pride gets in the way of what we stand for. Our pride consumes our being. We hide in the dark.
Our own imagination is used to destroy other imagination , and our ambitions run wild. Our universe is shrinking, not in a scientific aspect, but in a metaphorical sense. We have disconnected ourselves from it, we believe we are invincible. We no longer know our place within it. We cannot comprehend its vastness. Anything we cannot understand we throw in a pile as to reject its very existence. We as humans disconnect ourselves from nature, and our universe, our senses are dulled to its end drawing near. We believe that we are better than everything, that we can best anything. We put ourselves first and forget others. That is how we dull our senses. In dulling our senses we dull our dreams. In such there is no hope.
From our past can we only truly understand our future. Our time slowly passes away and each second wasted on one's self draws even more closely, the demise of man and all his kind. Remember, even at the darkest hour a shimmer of hope will arise. Even at the end of time, the end of hope, the end of life, and all existence there is still a flicker pushing back the engulfing darkness. Even as the event horizon of the end of everything draws closer to us all, we must realize to change or we fail ourselves and everything we stand for. Change, however, can only come from within and from this is hope. Hope that one day, on the end of time's journey can we fight for what is right within and around us, so that we can push back what binds us, this greed and unremorseable and discriminatory-belligerent hatred that we feel for one another. The loathing disease that we posses must be pushed out into the open and destroyed. We must then come to terms with this our one and only universe.
We are as pieces in a puzzle, each and every one necessary to complete the grand picture all weaved together in a master design. Each individually unique in every way. Even as grains of sand are. Each of us capable of hope and love and full of light. In the vast emptiness of space we have a harbor of light of hope, but the light is fading fast. The Island is sinking into the ocean of space, into the emptiness from whence it came.
Is there war because the earth is too small? No. Even if the world encompassed the entire universe there would still be war and hatred. There isn't enough space to keep back evil. But there is enough space between the ears of those who wish to destroy everything that is just in the universe. Empty space that is. Like all great things this universe will pass away because there isn't enough hope, love, and goodness to contain it. So it shall pass into the darkness of eternity. Don't cry because it's over, be happy it happened. Dr. Seuss Said that.
The Flicker is change, and if everyone would embrace change perhaps the end could be pushed back. The reason evil continues to exist is because no one resists it. Remember everyone is grand in their own way but those who fight back the evil are super. You don't have super powers, or be smart, or strong to be a superhero, you just need to stand out and say no, I will not conform. No, I will not quit. I will resist, I wont give up. I stand for liberty, not just for myself but for all mankind. Not liberty from oppression let alone, but for liberty from our dark past, the evil that consumes us, or any and every binding demon, and whatever the cost I will change myself and through me the world will follow. I can set myself free from the bonds, these chains of oppression, as well as the world. I fight for love and justice, and for the courage to do what is right. I fight for myself for family, for my country, my planet, for my universe, for others, and I will fight forever if I have to. Most of all I fight for you, but no one will take a stand anymore; therefore, we fail. The thing that drives the end is that good people sit around and do nothing. I wont sit around and let my universe collapse beneath my feet. I will stand tall, I wont back down, I will take on the darkness that veils me from myself, I will fight, even if it is the entire earth itself. I will not fail! I cannot fail! If I believe, just one person, then there is still hope. Hope is what we must believe in. Hope that we can look out into the void and see ourselves as we should be and see our faults. And instead of brushing them away, we will resist such urge, and triumph against it. Against all odds we must stand against the evil within, and cast it out. Nothing can hide in the light. The eternal light that will shatter the darkness, the void of lies. This is Love.