Noise...
Treasoned Hero
This piece talks about the epistemic noise surrounding us. The noise that cancels out our sense of thought and forces us to believe in the 'truth' that we have been told all our lives. (This post was written as a part of a collaborative exercise with fellow writers in the Delhi NCR Substack group. Links to their essays are at the end of the article.)
A nest of warm twigs,
A messy but perfect form,
Ready to nurture the arrival of new life,
Giving warmth in darkness,
Without question!
A darkness that helps it grow,
Make it strong enough to survive the light.
Dark and light,
Positive and negatives,
Right or wrong
What if,
What if we have it all twisted?
What if darkness were the hero and light the villain?
What if darkness is true life?
And light, an unwelcomed guest with no departure date!
After all, life grows with warmth in darkness,
Making them stronger to survive the light!
Maybe,
Maybe darkness was wrongfully charged with treason,
When it was the moonlight,
Light from the moon illuminating the nest’s hiding place.
This world is a cruel place,
too many cuckoo birds biding their time to attack in the light,
Waiting,
Waiting to throw life growing in the darkness towards the impending doom of light.
What if,
What if light: the safest place is actually a prison,
Cloaking the noise of the darkness,
So we should question ourselves,
Is light the real villain?
Is darkness our friend?
Who is the villain in our stories?
Is the world just a flipped mirror of heaven?
(Inspired by a theory from shikhar vashisht—on light as the villain and darkness as the hero.)
Other essays from fellow writers:
Amazing 👏
this flows so nicely :)