Under A Silver Moon

by Danger Beans


The Darkness

The Darkness.

The Darkness is Truth.

The Truth is dark.

We pretend that we are civilized, pretend that we more than animals, that our clothes and our words and structures make us superior to the creatures that wallow around in the dirt, defecating and fornicating under the open sky with equal measure. We like to say that because we make our waste and our children from within stone walls that we are above every creeping thing which creepeth in the night. We imagine that we are special, unique, the favored children of the divine beings whom we so aspire to emulate.

This is why we fear the Dark.

The Dark strips the masks from our faces, the veils from our eyes. The Dark forces us to see that which we refuse to acknowledge but know in our heart of hearts to be true.

If you gaze up into the sky during the day, it is said that you will see a glimpse of paradise. But the Dark shows the Truth. In the Dark, those mortal gods, who so boldly claim to hold dominion over this world, are afraid to venture out beyond their doors. Because while they tell themselves over and over again the lies of the world, the Dark whispers the Truth in their ears, planting the seeds of doubt.

The Truth is that we are not civilized beings, standing above the world in Ivory Towers that stretch to the heavens, We are only beasts ruling above beasts. We do not rule this world, we were not chosen by providence. Our kind was merely the first that learned to lie. We became so proficient at lying that we began believing our own lies.

But the Darkness is truth.

Look into the sky during the day and they say you will catch a glimpse of paradise, but look to the day in the darkness, and you will see the Truth: there are no gods above the sky. There is no paradise awaiting us after this life.

There is only Darkness.