Darkness...

Reigns when light falters. Consumes when all defences are down. Engulfs when not fought.

But needless to say, fighting darkness is like fighting a losing battle. It can never be abated. For everytime you let your guard down, it comes back. Stronger still. The only way is not to fight it. But to accept it. It is in us. In our hearts, in our minds. It is never far. It is always lurking in the shadows, ready to strike when you defences are down.

The dark is generous.
Its first gift is concealment.
As our true faces lie in the facade darkness of our skin, our true hearts remained shadowed still.
But the greatest concealment comes not from protecting our secret truths. It is from hiding us from the truths of others.
The dark protects us from what we dare not know.

Its second gift is comforting illusion.
The ease of gentle dreams in the night's embrace, the beauty of that imagination brings to us that will be repelled in day's harsh light.
But the greatest of its illusion is that the dark is temporary, that every night brings a new day.
Because it is day that is temporary.
Day is the illusion.

Its second gift is the light itself.
Just like the days which are defined by the nights which divide them,
like stars are defined by the infinite black through which they wheel,
The dark embraces light and brings it forth from the centre of its own self
With each victory of the light, it is the dark which wins

Darkness is patient.
It is darkness that seeds cruelty to justice, that drips contempt into compassion, that poisons love with grains of doubt.
The dark can be patient for even the slightest drop of rain will cause those seeds to sprout.
The rain will come and the seeds will sprout for the dark is the soil in which they grow.
Darkness waits behind the star which gave them light.
Its patience is infinite.
For even stars eventually burn out.

Darkness always win.
For it is everywhere.
It is in the wood that burns in your hearth, in the kettle on the fire, under your chair, and under the sheets on your bed.
Walk in the mid-day sun and the dark is with you, attached to the soles of your feet.
The brightest light casts the darkest shadow.

But fear not readers, the dark might be generous, patient and always wins.
But in the heart of darkness itself lies its weakness.
For one lone candle is enough to hold it back.
Love is more than a candle.
Love can ignite the stars...


Love is God's one ultimate weapon to mankind to eradicate the darkness we all call...

Hatred.



Spread it.

Live it.


The world needs more of it to heal itself.
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