If we are to be well, we must search for what lurks, in the corners of our soul. For when a thing is faced when we are prepared, that long has haunted us, caught us unaware, we can be bold and bring such a darkness into the light. And no darkness can withstand the light. Upon the first of the victories, we gain something of a faith in ourselves, that we can prevail against the forces against us, even if it is that those forces are within. And we may find ourselves accidentally triumphant: such is our lot, sometimes. Remember: light is not a dream, darkness does not exist, and the game of life can be won when we decide never to be defeated. Even if we have been defeated in the past, such is how heroes are made: that we muster up the juice to face what is out there, even if it is in here. All we need is a crack in “their” armor, and we may find that much of the horror is illusion. Because if we ourselves are the candle to light the way, darkness is lit up, and is darkness no more.
