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Light

Someone said: “when the lights go out you are gone.” I thought maybe what we think of as light is wrong? Maybe the luminosity is set too low or too bright? I think light should not blind, light should not numb the brain with a force fed illumination. Lights can be sickly, some lights can drive you crazy. Light can be a spark in a maniacs brain. Light can screw you over and makes you confess to something you did or did not do. Light as in ‘enlightenment’ is in the middle if a longer word a larger meaning, If we called it a darkening it would still be the same thing. Folks talk a lot about light while their night still waits to be lit. Only Jesus and those other guys knew how to flip that switch.

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