Dark Thought’s Reflection
‘It began with a thought of an image at the dawn of time, emerging from the chaotic clashes in a void of confusion.
Besides that, thought. At first, it was black everywhere but nowhere. There is no beginning to start at the end, in the emptiness of nothing.
Far and wide, it’s black, where the darkest shadow covers a black hole in a deep void.
When the darkest day pales in comparison to the brightest night, no stars twinkle in the darkness of a day overshadowed by a brighter night. It’s a dead zone where death does not roam.
In a vacuum zone everywhere, there is a presence thinking of a thought out of thin air. It’s where consciousness begins.
It is where a person’s life is considered to be a thread being spun, measured, and cut. The mirror of the night looks back. It reflects the shadow of a hollow black space.
There’s no place in a space where you can see your face. Is there a place in space where there is no race and no disgrace for having the wrong face?
There must be a place where all races sit in one place. Where dignity is respected, and the scales are evenly balanced.
It’s constantly pitch black. Jet black, never-ending and endlessly black everywhere. There is no night to follow the day, and no day to see the night. The only day is always night; you don’t hear, not tonight.
In a vacuum zone, it never feels cold because it’s not hot. What is the fragrance of a red rose?
Does red wine taste like grapes?
Beyond the abyss is a black hole over an empty void. There’s no distant sound of empty echoes in a barren, deserted desert.
In the dark, there’s no light to see or be aware of anything. Suddenly, out of the darkness, a thought occurred of an image called light.
Then, it appeared clear where there was no thin air, no sky, and a void in no place with no space.
There was a spark at that moment, and then there was a flash and a glimmer as it shimmered. There’s a pinprick source of light shining bright. It’s tiny, but it’s getting larger, closer, nearer, not far away.
That pinprick light source. It’s growing bigger, more prominent, and huge. It’s swallowing up the night and turning it into broad daylight.
It’s a lovely sight, morning light. It’s so bright, it’s a delight. It’s better than fairy lights. They glitter and sparkle like starlights.
Let there be light.’
Lessons from the Shadows: Human history repeats itself when the night’s events are revealed in the light of day.
When you are born, you fit into the environment. It seems the correct way of doing things.
Aligning with the population that has a belief held by the governing body. But it doesn’t mean it’s the right way to live.
What follows is based on mythological tales. It can be applied to most fairy tales or legends worldwide. It explains how society came to its current state of destiny or demise.
In the following chapter, our hero emerges from the dark.
‘It began with a thought of an image at the dawn of time, emerging from the chaotic clashes in a void of confusion.
Besides that, thought. At first, it was black everywhere but nowhere. There is no beginning to start at the end, in the emptiness of nothing.
Far and wide, it’s black, where the darkest shadow covers a black hole in a deep void.
When the darkest day pales in comparison to the brightest night, no stars twinkle in the darkness of a day overshadowed by a brighter night. It’s a dead zone where death does not roam.
In a vacuum zone everywhere, there is a presence thinking of a thought out of thin air. It’s where consciousness begins.
It is where a person’s life is considered to be a thread being spun, measured, and cut. The mirror of the night looks back. It reflects the shadow of a hollow black space.
There’s no place in a space where you can see your face. Is there a place in space where there is no race and no disgrace for having the wrong face?
There must be a place where all races sit in one place. Where dignity is respected, and the scales are evenly balanced.
It’s constantly pitch black. Jet black, never-ending and endlessly black everywhere. There is no night to follow the day, and no day to see the night. The only day is always night; you don’t hear, not tonight.
In a vacuum zone, it never feels cold because it’s not hot. What is the fragrance of a red rose?
Does red wine taste like grapes?
Beyond the abyss is a black hole over an empty void. There’s no distant sound of empty echoes in a barren, deserted desert.
In the dark, there’s no light to see or be aware of anything. Suddenly, out of the darkness, a thought occurred of an image called light.
Then, it appeared clear where there was no thin air, no sky, and a void in no place with no space.
There was a spark at that moment, and then there was a flash and a glimmer as it shimmered. There’s a pinprick source of light shining bright. It’s tiny, but it’s getting larger, closer, nearer, not far away.
That pinprick light source. It’s growing bigger, more prominent, and huge. It’s swallowing up the night and turning it into broad daylight.
It’s a lovely sight, morning light. It’s so bright, it’s a delight. It’s better than fairy lights. They glitter and sparkle like starlights.
Let there be light.’
Lessons from the Shadows: Human history repeats itself when the night’s events are revealed in the light of day.
When you are born, you fit into the environment. It seems the correct way of doing things.
Aligning with the population that has a belief held by the governing body. But it doesn’t mean it’s the right way to live.
What follows is based on mythological tales. It can be applied to most fairy tales or legends worldwide. It explains how society came to its current state of destiny or demise.
In the following chapter, our hero emerges from the dark.
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