Against False Light and the Cult of Safety

There is a dangerous comfort in the allure of light—an intoxicating promise that the path is clearer, the way easier, if only we stay within its warmth. But light can deceive.

The light we chase often conceals more than it reveals, casting shadows where the truth lies hidden, muted beneath the glow. We are taught to seek clarity, to avoid the darkness, as if the absence of light is inherently perilous. Yet, is it not in the shadows, in the absence of external illumination, that we come to see ourselves most clearly?

To shatter the lamps is not to reject light, but to abandon the reliance on artificiality, on the comfort of being told what is good, what is right, and what is true.

The pursuit of truth often lies in the untamed, in the darkness that offers space for reflection and revelation. It is in this darkened space that we are not shielded by comforting assumptions but confronted with the rawness of existence.

There, in the absence of blinding lights, we have no choice but to look inward, to face what we truly are, unprotected by the safety of the illuminated path.

The world clamors for brightness, for certainty, for things that glitter and promise resolution. But the true liberation comes from embracing the void, from seeing without the veil of illusion, from trusting in the unknown. We must learn to see in the dark, for only there can we uncover the deepest truths that the bright lamps fail to expose.

By shattering the lights,

we become the architects of our own vision,

charting a path guided not by the beams of others,

but by the quiet wisdom of the night.

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