Beginnings.

We live in a world of light, mostly, as the Earth orbits the Sun and as the Earth rotates around it’s axis even as the entire solar system spirals through the Universe. When there is daylight, we see the immediate.

Once there was a time when we feared the nocturnal predators, maybe gathering around a fire somewhere thinking that would keep them at bay. As we spread across the planet, those predators became less of a problem, and it’s the rare place in the world where one has to worry about things that might eat us.

They still exist. The tigers, the wolves, the bears, and so on, but the main threat to humanity in the dark these days is humanity.

Yet some of us still look up to the sky at night, or drink our coffee before dawn in the quiet darkness that comforts the soul. There is less sound because most people are still asleep, trained by millennia of evolution to stay ‘safe’ in their caves until the sun is out, or because they were out drinking fermented fruits the night before and making their own cacophony.

In the darkness, though, with nothing to see, we can look inward and outward at the same time, less distracted by the bouncing reflections of color that make up our daylight world. The relative silence that comes with it also allows us to hear ourselves before others awake on their schedule.

At times, we can push the distractions out of our mind, plotting our way through our days. Without the cacophony of the world we can hear ourselves think, see ourselves for who we are instead of what others see.

We can hear our own thoughts without a constant ebb and flow of the cacophony.

We can confront our own darkness to see our own light.

We can feel the world around us begin to breath.

We can reflect on a world where we are our own light.

And, we get to have a nice cup of coffee undisturbed before the world begins to disturb us once more.

Change

Black Hole Sun

They paint their world full of shadows and then they tell their children to stay close to the light.

Their Light. Their reasons, Their judgments.

Because in the darkness there be dragons. But it isn’t true. 
We can prove that it isn’t true.

In the ‘dark’, there is discovery, there is possibility, there is freedom in the dark once someone has illuminated it.’
– Flint, “Black Sails”, Season 4, Episode XXXVIII

There’s a difference between growing up in the dark and growing up in the light. The results of growing up in the light are plain and are hinted at above. Beaten paths are chosen, and yet when the dark is somewhere they depend on someone else to light the path, to hold their hand and guide them.

But no one has been to the dark places, or those that have are victims of popular thought – the outliers, those that don’t play by the rules of their Light, their Reasons, their Judgement. And yet to push back that darkness takes people who are willing to go to the dark places and make light of them – to walk through the brush and feel the land under their feet, creating an echo of it in their minds. The explorers. The discoverers. Those unfettered from the popular Lights, the popular Reasons, the popular Judgements.

And people who grew up in the dark learned not to fear it but to embrace it, to taste of the dark brownian motion of the soul and master the unknown, to make sense out of nonsense, to find the order in what others see as chaos or be doomed to the chaos.

There’s a branch of people growing up in the dark who never find the illuminations, for whatever reasons. Then there’s the branch you can drop some others off with no more than a knife and some rope to find a civilization in a few decades.

Fear is the master of all of this – and mastering fear determines how people deal with the world. If they only know the black and white, they do not truly appreciate the dusk of sunset and the colors of the pre-dawn, where the light bounces through the atmosphere and it’s contents to give the brightest of colors that those waiting for the light will never see.

In 2018, we see the world changing. Storms in Europe, temperatures in Canada that make Antarctica a tropical paradise, flooding, earthquakes – some Lights call these acts of God, other Lights self-flagellate for all of humanity calling it climate change. We see things faster with technology and watch how weak our civilizations have always been, only now able to see how slow and cumbersome they have become as our ability to see it has improved. Resources once plentiful are now more scarce, geopolitical lines that were greying become more black and white. Statesmanship morphs into a reflection of our systems – those that rise to power know how to game the systems, they have become parts of the systems. People are blamed because, implicitly, ‘it couldn’t possibly be the systems‘. Of course it’s the systems. People are inherently flawed, every one of us, and systems are simply agreed upon designs of flawed humans.

People live in fear of crimes the systems allow for, people have shifted their ethics to what they can get away with by Law and Law abandons Ethics.

Meanwhile, we have more humans arriving like Earth’s sexually transmitted diseases, with no natural predators other than ourselves.

The world is darker as the false lights fail one by one, under their own weight. This scares people tied to how it is, how it was, how they think it has always been.

To those used to the dark, there’s a freedom there – a cascade of colors of a pre-dawn sunset to come, an opportunity to look at things anew and do better.

The world is changing and it scares people, often for the wrong reasons.

 

Coming Back To Life

New Smyrna Beach Sunrise

There is something to be said for enduring, for passing through the crucibles and getting through the dark parts.

As the dawn begins to slowly wash away the darkness, the roll of the surf shimmers in the morning light. The water above refracts, bending the path of light to obscure more shadow.

You stand there, ankles in the water, wishing life were as easy as watching something push away the darkness for you.

It never happens that way.