A Journey from Darkness to Light

Sometimes the past may seem more endless than our future. The future is always full of vast spaces and endless imaginations but when he thought about his past, it was always long tunnels and unpredictable mazes. Sometimes the future was clearer to him than the past. When he delved into his early times, through its endless tunnels of unrecognized memories and forgotten confusions, there was always this tiny dark room which rested in the far corner of his mind. This was his private room, which carried all the things he recognized and remembered. It was the secret room that nobody knew about… Through its narrow walls, it chambered all the darkness and all the light, all the bad and all the good, and all the fake dreams and all the real ones. It chambered the death of his dreams and the pure rebirth of them, for though some dreams are like stars; they die and resurrect... In other words, it was the chamber which havened the two sides of a coin, in a chest buried somewhere under the room; the one that carried all the coins, the treasure of his life… It was the room where no one was authorized to pass through except his own spirit. He had the keys that had no spare ones for its enigmatic keyhole… From time to time he visited this room, and into its dusty darkness he hoofed, while breathing the perfume of his old memories and souvenirs. Though this room was too tiny, like a grave, but there was always more space for his secrets… However, for some mystifying reason, she knew about the room, she knew about its unfathomable secrets and their deepness. She knew about him with all his fears and tears, with all his cores and roars, and with all his rejoicings and triumphs. Although she never spoke them, she knew everything as if this room was her own… Home! The eldritch She…