Dark

I’m afraid of the dark. Go ahead, laugh. I don’t care. I know what the dark really means, what’s there. You couldn’t know, ever, how much you should really be afraid of the dark. I’ve got your attention, what could I be talking about? Listen, and I’ll try to tell you.
We sleep in the dark. Apparently adults can’t find the stillness we need in order to fall asleep without veiling the normal distractions visibility brings in darkness. Sleep, possibly humanity’s greatest physical weakness. We need it to live, yet it leaves us completely vulnerable, unaware of what goes on around us, anyone or anything could come up and do anything and we wouldn’t know. Of course, you say, we’d wake up, but by then it’s too late. What is this thing that could possibly be so terrifying in the dark, you wonder. Vampires? Werewolves? Ghosts or Bogeymen? None of these, my unfortunate friend. That thing that so deeply inspires my own fear of the dark is me. What could I possibly be, you wonder. Not anything so cliché as a vampire, or the bogeyman. Of course you haven’t heard of me, I can only exist in the dark, the unseen, so no one really know who I am. I’m that doubt, that fear, and that question in everyone’s mind, the doubt in oneself, the fear of inadequacy, and the question of one’s worth.
I am thoughts, and I am fear. Indeed, everyone’s greatest fear, that in the end, no matter how hard you try, how much you succeed, you failed at life. It’s ironic, isn’t it, that I, who torment humanity, was created by humanity itself. Indeed, you could say that I am what make people human in the first place. Why then do I fear the dark? I do not fear for myself, but for you, for mankind. I am immortal, for as long men exist, I shall too. But the dark is when I am strongest. Flicking off the lights, then laying down, trying to empty your mind to hold the void of sleep, you are pulling me in, and I slip in to do my job. I whisper reminders, things you did or didn’t do, right or wrong, incorrectly or correctly, it doesn’t matter, because you start to wonder. You start to doubt, and I am there. Even when you do let sleep take you, I am still there, in dreams, or nightmares, and you still wonder, question yourself.
So here is my warning. Keep your distraction out when you go to sleep. Dim them if you must, but accept your inner child, and let that nightlight keep me out. Fear the dark. For I am there, whether in darkness of world, or darkness of mind. Fear the dark, for I will always be there. Fear the dark.

Right

My hand is empty.

So I try to fill it.

I try to fill it
with words,
but they leak out
through pens, and pencils,
and type.

I try to fill it
with pictures
but they escape
through paint and brush,
or charcoal, or another pencil.

I try to fill it
with music,
but it falls out
through valves or keys
or bow or strings.

My hand is empty.

And I try to fill it.

But the only thing that truly can
is yours.

Part 3

“Wait!” Lucifer’s cry pierced the haze of noise permeating the air, and silence returned. “This cannot be right. You would allow your children to be lost? Father, why would you cast us from you, evict us from you and our mother?” The hurt, the confusion, and the doubt that stormed through Lucifer’s mind erupted from is words. “Please, Father, you cannot be serious.” Love and compassion saturated our Father’s reply.
“Lucifer, my son, if you truly consider this plan, you will see that this is the way things must be.” He stood, and left, signaling the end of the meeting. Lucifer flaed to his rooms, and sobbed, trying with all his might to comprehend how this plan, this new life could possibly be correct. But he couldn’t. It couldn’t not fit into what was right and true in his heart, and he finally came to a conclusion. He sent out word, and later, in private, a new meeting was held.
“Brothers and Sisters,” Lucifer’s soft voice rang out over the crowd before him. “Something has happened to our elder Brother, Jehovah. He has deceived our Father, and somehow he has convinced him that what cannot be right must come to pass. He has convinced our Father to cast us from his presence, and allow us to fall away from him forever. I do not know what evil could have pressed Jehovah to do this. But it has happened, and we must end this sway he has created over our Father and Mother who we love with all our existence.” Cries of agreement, and dissent clashed out. Lucifer restored attention. “I have called you, those whom I trust and know must see this as well, to aid me. We who are assembled number enough to take back Jehovah and cure him of whatever harm grips his mind. I ask you, as more than half the host of Heaven, to rise up with me and cure our Family. Those of you, be there any, who feel you cannot do this, please walk away now, that I may see those loyal to our Father, to our Mother, and begin our plans. Say nothing as you leave, and leave in love.” Many left the meeting there, leaving about one third of the family of God, to plan how they might restore their family and Jehovah…

Soon after the meeting, a host of Children approached Jehovah and their Father, who were in the midst of planning for the new Earth. Lucifer was at their head, and Jehovah came up to meet him.
“Lucifer, what is the meaning of this?” No anger, or annoyance showed in his face, merely confusion, and hurt.
“Jehovah, this is not right, and we cannot allow you to force our Father to cast his own children from him forever.” Lucifer too, was not angry or malignant, and tears poured down his resigned face. “If you come with us now, we will help you, and this can all be repaired.” Jehovah shook his head, and tears shone on his face as he sadly shook his head. “Lucifer, it must be this way.”
“Then we must do what we must to stop it.” He raised his hand, and a throng of souls surged forward to take Jehovah.

Part 2

Jehovah's plan was soon done. And so a great meeting was held, in which our Father told us our time had come to go out and grow up, because we had reached a point where we could go no further living with our parents. He asked Jehovah for his plan, and our brother presented it.
"We're going to a new, physical world, where we will experience a new way of living and do things that we cannot even imagine. We know what we would need to do, but part of the growth we will experience in this new world will involve losing our memories that we have now for just a little while. We will have to learn anew what we must do in order to return to our Father. I'll help and teach as much as I can, and I'll even come down to create the way so we can come back. But all of it will be through our Father, and it will All be because of and for him that we succeed. It will ultimately be up to every single individual person where they end up, and there will be people who do not end up back with our Father to become like Him. Because that's what we're aiming for. That's the reason we're leaving our safe family here, so that we can take the next step to having our own worlds and families. And that glory that we obtain, the glory I will get and every one of my brothers and sisters will attain is our Father's. Truly, the greatness of a parent is measured through the greatness of his children. This is what we must do." Jehovah stepped back, and allowed his plan to sink into everyone's minds. Discussion immediately broke out, and the buzz of voices rumbled out in a haze of sound. A clear voice suddenly broke through.
"I have another way." Lucifer Stepped forward, hoping that his father would grace him with permission to present the plan he believed in with his entire being. Our Father saw trouble coming, but nodded, allowing Lucifer to continue. "Jehovah's plan sends us out blindly, expecting us to wander naked and possibly return back to our family again. How can someone toss a handful of salt into the wind, and then expect to be able to find them all again?" Lucifer's words were encountering a soft current of noise that Jehovah had not. "I too know what must happen, that we must be torn from our safe shelter, our home and family so that we may continue to progress. But why should we be forced to risk the chance that our trials in this new life might be for naught in the end? Why should we go out knowing that we may not be able to come back? Here then, is my plan. I will come to this new world, this Earth, and lead us all back to our father. No one will have to worry about being cut off from our Father and Mother. We will ALL be able to return to progress more with our Master who we love so dearly. And as our leader, I will take us into the new age of progression, a new Physical age. Truly, the greatest parent's success is to see their children surpass them, and I will do that." with those last, stirring words, Lucifer stepped back. The undercurrent of discussion that had been softly accompanying Lucifer's speech immediately grew into a flood of discord. Argument and debate over who was correct broke out. But silence was quickly restored as our kind Father stood, and raised his hand.
"My children, my two eldest sons, your older brothers, have presented 2 plans for you to be allowed to come even closer to myself. I do not tell you that you must choose one or the other, for only one will work. This is not simply a trip, a vacation and test that you may be dragged through. You must be able to choose of yourself, to decide through your own actions whether you will return to me. Though it pains me to do this, and i know that some of you will not come home to me, I must send you out with that chance. Jehovah has truly devised a wise plan that allows you to do exactly what you must to prepare for a physical, immortal life." He sat, having given his judgment, and the tidal wave of dissension sprang back up. Lucifer sat, stunned that his Father, his kind, wise Father whom he knew LOVED his children, would allow them to be lost.