Star light, burn bright

It takes a moment of clarity to undo the work of a lifetime of madness. The world is so full of words and thoughts and opinions, the he-saids and the she-saids drown out the I-thinks because we no longer think and just rephrase. My greatest fear is that I will lose my voice and become the content aggregator for a hundred other opinions that were formed by the same lack of thought that often comes with recycled beliefs. It takes a moment of clarity to see through the mist. What is life? A brilliant spark of light in an eternity of darkness, a single shout in a forever of silence? And if that is my life, what is the whole? The collection of all lives. Imagine an eternity brought to light with the brilliance of a million shining souls. Or the silence made alive by the echoes of joy that resonate with just being. Not being alive or dead or old or young, but just being. If we are just a spark, let us shine as bright as we can. If we are just a shout, let us fill our lungs a cry that will resonate through the very ends of the universe. If there are greater beings out there, let us give them a show to remember and a reason to watch. If we are truly alone, let us live to inspire and in turn be inspired by the light of others. It takes a billion stars burning together to light up the night. Let us be that burning light.