Darkness filled the emptiness. Like a disease slowly spreading, the feeling of void and nothingness crept up inside my being, devouring me inch by inch. With arms up about, I reach before me somehow hoping I would grab something, anything that would take me out of this nullity and bring me back into the freedom with light.
‘This way!’ ‘Turn left,’ ‘turn right,’ ‘that way to the light.’ I could only hear voices I know not from where. I heeded to each but not one brought me any closer to where I should be.
Devoid from wisdom brought by the light, I could not help but stumble my way through these obstacles.
These forms in the darkness, they seem to move in an nonparallel manner, growing, shifting, engulfing the very space I intend to take, making the void both a constricted and vast jungle. Without light, I am nothing but a mere wanderer lost in the immeasurable darkness.
Then suddenly, without a sound, a streak of light pierced the numbing darkness. Suddenly, all these voices left me in an instant. These forms I feared have appeared before me now in the stillest of motions. Right then and there, I knew where I stood at. Right then and there I found my way across. Just a beam of light, and I was brought to where I ought to be.
