The light has been there forever, it is a privilege to have it, not a right.
We've grown accustomed to it, the light is what has guided us through paths un-chartered and seemingly dangerous territory.
There are times however, where it feels as if our journeys are coming towards the end of the light.
The room grows dim, helplessness wishes to break this heart of mine.
As for me, it has been for you, and it will be again.
This is my advice.
Do not be silent or gentle, but rage against the dying of the light.
Fight with claw and bone and tooth and blood, for even though it is only a privilege, it is OUR privilege.
Make it your right, the same right that even I rage to obtain.
Do not take the advice I give lightly, for it is the only way.
Rage against the dying of the light.
11:58 p.m. - 2004-05-12
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