Open Door in the Dark

Awakening in a world you barely recognize is both an adventure and a curse, a world darkened by strife, conflict, oppressive opinions, over reaching powers of authority.

Awakening in a world you barely recognize is an adventure to re-explore everything you thought you knew to be true, just and morally correct but now the world around you says 'no you are in the wrong', deep down your heart knows what is true so trust it even when you are called reckless or a lunatic.

Awakening in a world you barely recognize is a curse when you realize that your friends, family and acquaintances have all fallen under the spell of society in one form or another and conforms to the new status quo, even when every fiber of your being is screaming that this is terribly wrong in so many ways.

Awakening in a world you barely recognize is an adventure and a curse, like opening your eyes in a dark room, full of people all stumbling around in the dark unable to find the Light, stumbling around blind trying to follow your head when your heart is screaming out against the moral injustices of the current norm.

Awakening in a world you barely recognize is the realization that going against the grain means to follow your heart with everything you have because anyone seems like a lunatic, until their dreams become a reality, to everyone around them. Like finding the key to the door of a dark room but you seem to be the only one that can see the light and everyone else seems afraid of the Light because the world has told them that it a bad thing to think or feel for themselves.

Awakening in a world you barely recognize is an adventure and a curse, it is the realization that though the world has seemingly lost it's hope, and that one rippling acting of kindness and humanity in such a place as this, can't possibly seem to make a dent in the thick fabric of darkness shrouding this world's brightest dreams and the pure wishes of it's children. That just like a stone cast on a still pond, so to will even the smallest acts of kindness and humanity to our fellow neighbor, friend, stranger, child, or anyone, ripple across this darkened world's shroud and with enough small acts and the ripple in affect to waves will slowly without doubt return Light to the lost souls that stumble through the dark.

Augusta Johnson