Thursday August 02, 2007
I saw a divine light. Through this light came an angelic being
carrying life. I was happy. As the being came closer I saw a
continuous scowl of disapproval and disappointment. This scowl of
discontent drives wooden splinters thru my heart. The searing pain is
deep. I shudder and turn in a new direction. I seek out people of
acceptance and companionship, comrades of hard times. To my dismay, I
only find two beings in a battle. I may not agree with the battle but
I understand its purpose. These two soldiers continue on, fighting for
what they know is right. As time passes, I see a change in these
soldiers. The transformation begins. The horns are revealed. Their
skins harden to a rough leathery texture. They each grow wings that
span wide enough to blacken the sky. The shadows are cast, and the
demons continue their war. This change was brought on by darker
tactics and the joy that it brought them. In fear of being engulfed in
this flame I turn my sights to the place I reside. I search for a
brighter light, but once again I am disappointed. I see a lost soul
reaching for the unknown, yet he only grasps air. In every direction
as far as the eye can see there are dark fiery clouds. I continue
marching down a dark path in hopes of finding the brightness that holds
this grim world together.