If anything is as beautiful as the new dawn, it is the dusk that draws out the last drop of light. Dawn and dusk are antonyms of the strangest kind, those which have the exact composition of each other, each having the same share of light as that of darkness, one whose beauty is experienced in the brighter half of its self, while the other whose beauty is borne out by the darker side.
Lost in darkness the whole long night, our minds jump in joy at the slightest sign of light that promises to brighten our day. And after a long tiring, fruitless day of toiling, our weak minds long to drowse into the sedative peace of darkness. Dawn and dusk, exact in nature of their respective compositions, yet romanticized for reasons so distinct in them.
Western humanity at the peak of its Roman glory of expansion and exploration, fell into the need to rest, to chain themselves to the strict scriptures that tied down human intelligence, human fascination towards knowledge, human passion towards exploration and their dedication to derive the truth. Peace was to return, that which is romanticized by the theologists as the glory of their religion, achievement of peace, and much to the distaste of the intellects as a period of darkness that had engulfed and pinned down human spirit and creativity.
But then humanity had to awake with renewed vigour, (though some might still be extending their sleep like a drunkard struggling to overcome a hangover from the previous night) to continue on a journey not finished, to progress, to think, to invent, to explore, and more importantly to break the dogmas of scriptures whose only enemy is human intelligence and progress. Humanity shall prove to be above any scripture or dogma, any superstition or to be a mere stupid slave of beliefs, until those days their brains continue to distinguish themselves from animals.
Let us so not be alarmed by the renewed dark ages spreading across the middle east, or those of their followers worldwide. However arrogant their blind belief, however dangerous their desire not to look beyond their scriptures that threaten to blind our race, they are after all humans, who will have to wake up however late they might choose to, one day, to break the shackles, and drive humanity forward with more vigour, until a new scripture surfaces, driven by a new prophet, to put humanity to sleep, for it is the law of nature to have a dusk after every dawn, and continue the cycle of progress. Lets not fear the Dark Ages, lets just trust humanity to discover its own Renaissance.
Lost in darkness the whole long night, our minds jump in joy at the slightest sign of light that promises to brighten our day. And after a long tiring, fruitless day of toiling, our weak minds long to drowse into the sedative peace of darkness. Dawn and dusk, exact in nature of their respective compositions, yet romanticized for reasons so distinct in them.
Western humanity at the peak of its Roman glory of expansion and exploration, fell into the need to rest, to chain themselves to the strict scriptures that tied down human intelligence, human fascination towards knowledge, human passion towards exploration and their dedication to derive the truth. Peace was to return, that which is romanticized by the theologists as the glory of their religion, achievement of peace, and much to the distaste of the intellects as a period of darkness that had engulfed and pinned down human spirit and creativity.
But then humanity had to awake with renewed vigour, (though some might still be extending their sleep like a drunkard struggling to overcome a hangover from the previous night) to continue on a journey not finished, to progress, to think, to invent, to explore, and more importantly to break the dogmas of scriptures whose only enemy is human intelligence and progress. Humanity shall prove to be above any scripture or dogma, any superstition or to be a mere stupid slave of beliefs, until those days their brains continue to distinguish themselves from animals.
Let us so not be alarmed by the renewed dark ages spreading across the middle east, or those of their followers worldwide. However arrogant their blind belief, however dangerous their desire not to look beyond their scriptures that threaten to blind our race, they are after all humans, who will have to wake up however late they might choose to, one day, to break the shackles, and drive humanity forward with more vigour, until a new scripture surfaces, driven by a new prophet, to put humanity to sleep, for it is the law of nature to have a dusk after every dawn, and continue the cycle of progress. Lets not fear the Dark Ages, lets just trust humanity to discover its own Renaissance.
