The blinding light of illumination has made me see what I’ve known was there all along. The darkness was comfort. It hid what I didn’t want to look at. Now I see it and I have resolved to deal with it for good, to have dominion over it, to remove it. It’s not going to hide with its insidious hunger and eat away slowly all that is important to me.

It’s why I lived in a virtual surreality. Now the light is comfort.

Thank you to the bearer of that light. The light is burning hot to begin with but as it diffuses throughout the darkness, it becomes a warm, welcoming glow. The initial pain is replaced with happiness. The image of the bearer of the light is with me forever.