AFRAID OF THE DARK?

AFRAID OF THE DARK?

James R. Fisher, Jr., Ph.D.

© July 30, 2014

Afraid of the dark

For what it hides

Afraid of the heart’s

Treacherous sides

Afraid of the truth

Lost in the uncouth

Alone in our terror

Afraid of the dark

Truth is something we take for granted, but have no knowledge of.  

Our behavior across the planet tells us we are not acquainted with truth.  

Truth hides in the darkness of our soul, a cold and lonely place with no one with the courage to reach down and draw truth into the warmth of the light.

We are alone and misbegotten, stumbling forward in the hubris of darkness as if a protective shroud.

We are unaware of how dissembling as a species we have become.

We might as well be ants hovering for existence under the cold darkness of rocks for how little our existence suggest consciousness.

We kill and plunder, rape and pillage, cheat and slander, exploit and destroy, obliterate and annihilate, afraid of the dark.

We hide in towers of cold steel, which separate us from each other but not from our darkness.

We salute barriers of cloth as if they are real and hide in the darkness that they provide to justify killing and plundering for we are afraid of the dark.

Truth would tell us that we are not alone.

Truth would tell us that we are not special.

Truth would tell us that we are not complete within and of ourselves.

Truth would tell us that there is a higher power than our consciousness.

Truth would tell us that because we are afraid of the dark we lack the survival instincts of ants.

Truth would tell us that being afraid of the dark personifies the ghost of terror.  

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