day no. 17,400: falling like lightning

"Our streets are in a permanent dazzle, and our mind are a permanent darkness" — G.K. Chesterton, The Illustrated London News (1927)

While we have figured out how to keep our street light engaged 24 hrs a day we have forgotten how to keep our minds engaged for a single minute. We may have artificial lights on all the time in our cities and never have a single light bulb go off in our mind. We have learned how to keep the night from becoming dark, but we have forgotten how to brighten our mood. We light the night on fire with electricity and we benight our brains in the maw of modernity. We have brought the stars down to our streets and fixed them intermittently along our paths to guide our ways. We have harnessed the lights and lost hold of the reins of our sanity. The light bulb did not darken our souls per se, but our dependence on it and our abandonment of the other has. In imagining ourselves masters of the universe, we have made ourselves slaves to our sinful natures; and just like Satan, we fall like lightning, which is a very bright and yet very dark ordeal.