The Path of Obscurity
The Path of Obscurity
By Tony DeLorger © 2011
Alone I walk the hallowed halls of obscurity, searching for the remnants of lost truth. Like fragments of shattered glass uncertainty lays beneath me, my feet bare and vulnerable edging carefully forward. They taunt my purpose and distract me from my cause, each splintered piece the doubts within my earthly path, ever-present at the edge of right.
Here I search because the purest of truth is often encrusted within the darkest of realities; the brightest light ignited in the blackest void. Here in the recesses of my own wretched soul, I combat my demons to unleash the light within. In my most hurtful and primordial self lives my greatest potential of knowledge and deed, my salvation. Within obscurity my divine spark resides, portending the balance within existence.
In the thick glutinous grime of failure, debauchery, betrayal and pain, I swim for my life, covered in the base humanity of my ancestry, struggling for my potential. The voices of retribution and regret resound in my mind, ever stinging, pulling me down. I can feel my anguish rising, my body weakening under its overwhelming onslaught. But I am a spark within a spark, a spec within a mass too immense for me to understand. Yet I acknowledge it and follow my heart into the light.
Obscurity falls away and life stands before me in glorious meaning. The dark thoughts recede into the deep malevolent recesses of doors shut tightly. I reject the claims, the enticements of the flesh, dishonour and my lower self. I choose to bury it all after acknowledgement, see what I am and seek fulfilment of the mind within light. I grasp potential and hold it to my heart, to nurture it like my child, to watch it grow and radiate outwardly into the world of men. Whatever happens to me in life, this calling will prevail. It is not choice but destiny, and I am driven.
The talons of life’s darkness are many, their grip strong, their hold incessant. The truth often outside their limitations, we are held so tightly we cannot consciously see the freedom open to us. It does not reside in rules, culture, in politics, in religion or any other ideology. Freedom resides in our minds, unencumbered by the oppression of others and our own beliefs. Freedom is to face ones truth, its darkness and potential and after that accept who we are and what we can become. Fear is a tool of failure and cannot be held within freedom.
Miraculous life, treasured life, a gift of inexplicable joy can be reality. Not worry, not money, not power, not success can deliver anything. Pursuits of this kind are time wasted. The true frontier is within us, our internal battle the focus. Here is where true freedom exists and the negative overcome. Earthly life is simply an expression of our minds, not the answers to our problems.
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