The Darkness is unforgiving, no succor, no relief, the consuming maw, coincidentally the same as the Lake of Fire. No life, sustenance, comfort or satisfaction for that is all that was pursued on Earth. Nothing of substance, potency or potential for eternity but the temporary cache of perfumed objects intended to slake impermanent desire. Caution thrown to wind with ample warning waved off haphazardly over limits driving head long into abandon with lights off. Damn the logic, forget the wisdom of the elders and ages gone bye, remember only the jones of beating heart and quickened breathing craving another cap full of nightmare.
Where has reason been buried? Who knows the path to recovery or replenish? Are there farms where logic is grown, determination planted, counsel and judgement ample in display and dispensation? How shall the children thrive when we offer neither the practical thinking skills nor application to ponder themselves to the center of the maze lost with no critical ability to find exit from Labyrinth’s hunger for more? Then we proudly counsel separation from the benevolent source of promise waiting for all who seek, sound and wisdom. What manner of illness causes men to lose all conscience, counsel and craft yet proclaim science their god with no equations to prove it so?
The Light shines, forgiving, warming but relentless the eyes that crave the darkness of crypt of castle. It burns the skin of those with no life or shut in from creation seeking morbid hobby in spell and sacrament. To all that is green it is the purifying measure of life to transform food to energy and disease to inertness. It is life to the living and death to the dying. It is the guide to formation of thoughts to ponder complicated puzzle and life born difficulty. It is the quiet voice beyond the snares of wicked hunter. It is home to those living abundantly, seeking harvest and the guide by which good works are conducted. The Light is the beginning and what lies beyond the end. It is God and I want Him. Lord Let there be light for me, separated from darkness to grow and flourish in the warmth of your brilliant and rewarding promise of love.
awrkhakhaya 
I don’t want to read another travelogue of how I managed to direct myself once again into the pit of despair, once again thinking I was simply on a pleasant Sunday Drive, but found myself coiled into thoughts and maybe even actions that will destroy me and separate me from God, even if in the best of times I instruct myself not to go there, there is where I am once again. How about instead of describing how I got there, tell me, tell us, how to short circuit the trip and avoid that torturous journey altogether, instead focusing on light and love and the Lord and His grace and mercy and goodness. Do I pray, or get up and walk around, or go outside? How do I put the brakes on my mind wanting to take me once again into a pit in hell. Getting a snack is not a good idea because that is a trip to the pit for me as well. Where and how can I stop these adventures into these dark places I don’t really want to go? How do I reprogram the stacks of decades of years that I’ve successfully practiced destroying myself and my relationship with God, into a new path, short-circuit the trip to destruction, an adventure, a peaceful floating into the arms of God, into comfort and safety and salvation, instead of once again another trip into destructive hell?
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